In Wutan City, Xiao Yan had already ordered the Xiao Clan members to deal with the fighters who had brawled in the Xiao Clan's market district according to the established rules. Now he sat grim-faced in a hall packed with clan members, listening as they recounted the upheaval that had struck the Xiao Clan.
"Damn it! They've gone too far!"
When Xiao Yan heard that Yun Leng had cut off the Third Elder's arm without bothering to distinguish right from wrong, fury instantly crossed his face. He slammed his palm onto the table beside him, and the force spilling from his hand shattered it.
Although the Third Elder had always been hot-tempered and frequently targeted Xiao Yan, his loyalty to the clan was beyond question. He had only wanted to divert resources to other disciples after Xiao Yan lost his talent.
Then the Xiao Clan disciples described the Misty Cloud Sect members' arrogant, overbearing attitude, and how Yun Leng had later added fuel to the fire, even intending to wipe out the entire Xiao Clan.
"Yun Leng..."
Xiao Yan recalled how, after the Three-Year Agreement, Yun Leng had refused to accept the outcome and launched a surprise attack on the Xiao Clan, inflicting considerable losses. His father had disappeared then, too. With new grudges piled atop old hatred, Xiao Yan's loathing for Yun Leng only deepened.
"Misty Cloud Sect, aren't you looking for me? Then I'll grant your wish."
Hearing the Misty Cloud Sect's threat that they must come to the sect within ten days or one Xiao Clan member would be killed each day, Xiao Yan grew even more furious.
Xiao Yan swept his gaze over the Xiao Clan disciples crowding the hall. All of them had gathered there, looking at him with resolute expressions as they awaited his