The calm voice exploded like thunder in Gu Xun'er's mind.
Gu Xun'er backed away another step, her focus sharpening in vigilance. Golden flames churned around her as she looked about, searching for something.
"Stop looking. I'm the only one here!" Fan Tian held Zi Yan, who had returned to human form, and stroked her pretty face with aching tenderness.
Pain still lingered on that little face. After the purple dragon scales receded, her skin was covered in fine golden burn marks, a horrifying sight.
The little girl trembled faintly in his arms, yet still clutched the ancient Bone Spirit Ring in a death grip, her knuckles white.
Gu Xun'er's pretty face chilled. Golden flames churned ceaselessly around her, her eyes fixed on Fan Tian. She still could not quite digest what she had just learned.
"Alone? Hun Tiandi's son?" No matter how Gu Xun'er considered it, she could not make sense of it. She furrowed her brows, half convinced and half doubtful.
"Young Lady Xun'er, why did you leave the Xiao Clan and come running out into this desert?" Fan Tian's expression was calm, but inwardly, he was anything but steady. The instant he saw that breathtaking face and those flames that could burn the heavens and boil the seas, he recognized the girl's identity.
In the entire Gu Clan, only one person could wield the golden emperor burning heaven flame to such a degree at her age: the cherished daughter of Gu Yuan, the Ancient Clan Chief.
This woman would be hard to deal with.
"Heh, it seems your Hun Clan really does know quite a lot." Gu Xun'er's voice was cold and clear, golden flames dancing deep in her pupils. "But why have I never heard that Hun Tiandi, the Hun Clan's Clan Leader, had a child?"
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