What Xiao Yan had originally wanted to say was, "What standing does the Stone Clan have to dare rank alongside my Xiao Clan among the Ancient Seven Clans?"
In the end, however, he swallowed those words.
Even so, the middle-aged man from the Stone Clan stiffened.
At that moment, Xiao Yan looked at him with nothing but contempt and condescension, showing not the slightest courtesy on account of his Stone Clan origins.
He had even thoroughly humiliated him.
Yet faced with Xiao Yan's humiliation, the man found that he could do nothing but look displeased. He could not utter a single threat.
After all, in terms of strength, the young man before him utterly eclipsed him. In terms of background, the other party eclipsed him just as thoroughly.
The middle-aged man, who had always basked in the Stone Clan's glory, felt an enormous gulf open up within him.
"My lord, are you truly not afraid of damaging relations between our clans?"
Even now, the middle-aged man could not help speaking solemnly, though his tone had grown much weaker.
"Damaging relations between our clans?"
Xiao Yan looked at the middle-aged man as though he were an idiot.
If this man alone was such a fool, that was one thing. But if the entire Stone Clan was like this, then the Stone Clan in the other world had deserved to be wiped out.
The bloodline power their ancestors left behind was only a supporting tool. To become truly strong, one still needed an unyielding will. That was also why the Xiao Clan and the Hun Clan of those years had become so immensely powerful.
By contrast, the Stone Clan and Spirit Clan had only declined further and further.
Xiao Yan merely sneered and said disdainfully, "Go ask your Stone Clan's Clan Chief