The next day, Yun Yun came to bid Xiao Yan farewell with the Misty Cloud Sect's three Dou Wang elders.
Xiao Yan glanced at the three Dou Wang and said flatly, "Once you get back, you know what you should and shouldn't say."
As he spoke, a chilling gleam of murderous intent flashed through his eyes.
"If I find out any of you revealed my identity to anyone, don't blame me for killing you.
"Although I spared you this time, I planted something inside your bodies that even a Dou Zong can't remove. Killing you would take nothing more than a thought."
The three Dou Wang nodded repeatedly, their expressions fawning and ingratiating.
"Rest assured, Young Master Xiao Yan. We wouldn't dare breathe a single word."
After spending a day with the Desert Iron Mercenary Group, they had already learned Xiao Yan's identity.
The Xiao Clan's third young master from Wutan City, and Nalan Yanran's former fiancé.
Yet precisely because they knew this, they held Xiao Yan in even greater awe.
A sixteen-year-old Dou Zong-might he not have a chance to become a legendary Dou Sheng Expert someday?
Unfortunately, Xiao Yan had no interest in the three of them. Otherwise, why would they bother remaining elders of the Misty Cloud Sect?
They would simply follow Xiao Yan to the Black-Corner Region. Once the faction he established grew stronger, they could secure positions as founding elders.
"Ah!"
At that thought, the three were filled with regret.
What a promising prospect!
And then there was Nalan Yanran. They had once thought the girl was a fine seedling, but now...
What fine seedling? She was utterly blind!
Had she not broken off the engagement, Xiao Yan might well have become the Misty Cloud Sect's son-in-law.
Yun Yun smiled faintly. "Don't worry. They know