Bang!
Yao Dan slammed his hand onto the armrest and rose from his seat, fixing Xiao Yan with an icy stare.
"What is this, Sir Xiao Yan? Are you coercing my Yao Clan?"
"When asking fails, you intend to wipe out our clan and take what you want by force?"
Xiao Yan's lips curved upward. He waved a hand with a faint smile. "Clan Leader Yao Dan, you misunderstand me. To be blunt, I do indeed have the power to destroy the Yao Clan, but plundering by force is not my style."
At Xiao Yan's claim that he could destroy the Yao Clan, Yao Dan's expression turned utterly ugly.
"Hmph! If this doesn't count as plundering by force, then what does?" Yao Dan snorted coldly.
The lineup Xiao Yan had brought was indeed immensely powerful, and even included someone seemingly at the Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint level. If he truly wanted to destroy the Yao Clan, its current strength would leave it powerless to resist.
But if Xiao Yan truly destroyed the Yao Clan, it would stir up towering waves among the Ancient Eight Clans, leaving every other clan fearing for its own safety.
If the Hun Clan seized that opportunity to strike, Xiao Yan would likely have a hard time of it as well.
Throughout the grand hall, the Yao Clan members glared at Xiao Yan in righteous indignation. A trace of disbelief and disappointment crossed Yao Ling's frost-cold face.
Xiao Yan's spirited figure at the Pill Gathering had once been deeply etched into her mind, even making her heart flutter for a time.
Yet the face Xiao Yan now showed in the Yao Clan ran completely counter to the figure in her memories.
Just then, Xiao Yan laughed despite himself. "Yao Dan, surely you don't think I'm the