Yao Chen's expression changed sharply as he looked at Gu Xun'er before him.
This girl had specifically demanded his death.
"I am Yao Chen, once the foremost alchemist in the Central Plains. Miss, could there be some misunderstanding between us?" Yao Chen said urgently. At that moment, he truly felt the threat of death.
Although he had already died once, he had not, after all, died completely.
Gu Xun'er seized Yao Chen, ignoring Xiao Yan's pleas entirely, and said coldly, "You belong to the Yao Clan?"
"Yes, yes, I did indeed come from the Yao Clan. I left because of some misunderstandings!"
"Did you leave the Yao Clan, or did you betray it?"
Yao Chen fell silent.
He did not want to answer that question.
"I never betrayed the Yao Clan. The Yao Clan failed me. I no longer have anything to do with them!" After hesitating, Yao Chen briefly explained his relationship with the Yao Clan.
"So you betrayed the Yao Clan, then joined the Hun Clan and became Hun Mieba's mole?"
Yao Chen froze.
What nonsense was this girl spouting? How could I possibly join the Hun Clan? There is a deep, bloody feud between us.
"Miss, I do harbor some resentment toward the Yao Clan, but I would never join the Hun Clan."
"The Hall of Souls coveted my alchemy and offered me an olive branch time and again, but I never accepted. That was why they attacked me!"
Yao Lao hurriedly explained.
In the distance, Fan Tian's eyes darted about, his expression unreadable.
"Heh, really? The Hall of Souls attacked you, and then you just happened to flee to the Xiao Clan?"
Gu Xun'er stared coldly at Yao Chen. A mere soul body had actually lain hidden in the Xiao Clan for years, right under the