"Brother, you can't kill him." Seeing Yao Tian like this, Yao Ling couldn't help speaking up.
"???" Yao Tian looked at her in confusion.
"Have you developed feelings for him?"
"No." Yao Ling's face flushed slightly. After thinking for a long while, she said, "He's the Xiao Clan's Saint Son, and no ordinary one, either. He has two Half-Saints protecting him."
"Two Half-Saints protecting him?" Even with Yao Tian's experience, he was taken aback.
He was the young patriarch of the Yao Clan, yet even he hadn't had a Half-Saint protecting him when he went out to gain experience back then.
"No matter. The Xiao Clan must simply be too wealthy." Yao Tian sighed, finally coming to his senses after his furious outburst.
No matter how powerful and wealthy the Xiao Clan was, sending two Half-Saints to protect someone meant that they attached great importance to this fellow named Xiao Yan.
If he insisted on killing him, it would indeed bring endless trouble.
But seeing his younger sister looking so haggard, his expression darkened again.
The little sister he treasured had only gone out once, and some beast had rooted up his precious cabbage. Anyone would have flown into a towering rage.
"I won't kill him." Yao Tian took a deep breath. "But though he may escape death, he won't escape punishment. When I go out this time, I'll make that brat pay."
Yao Ling nodded. A rare smile appeared on her usually icy, beautiful face, her lovely eyes curving into crescents as she hugged Yao Tian's arm tightly.
"My brother still loves me best."
Although she no longer hated Xiao Yan as she once had, resentment still lingered in her heart. Naturally, seeing him suffer and make a fool of himself would delight her.
"Ah." Seeing her like this,