"...What are you trying to say?"
Sun Dog was displaying the Ancient Jade in the same pose used to show off the Heart of Africa.
Yun Shan had no idea what the Xiao Clan's Ancient Jade was, much less why that bird-brained protector was interested in it.
What concerned him most was the remark, "He's an old acquaintance of mine."
Those words left him somewhat uncertain.
Protector Wu was a Dou Zong expert from a mysterious faction in the Central Plains known as the Hall of Souls.
Long ago, Yun Shan had reached the level of a Nine-Star Dou Emperor. Despite standing at its peak, he had been unable to break through, almost falling into cultivation deviation. That was when he met Protector Wu.
Protector Wu had openly stated that the Hall of Souls possessed a method to help him break through to Dou Zong. Driven into a corner with no other options, Yun Shan could only agree to the deal.
And he had never told anyone about that deal.
Not his favorite disciple, Yun Yun, not his most useful elder, Yun Leng, nor any of the other assorted people around him.
How did this fellow named Sun Buxiao know?
As for Sun Buxiao...
This was exactly why he had taken the Xiao Clan's Ancient Jade.
The Gu Clan should be close to hearing about this by now, right? After all, that old bastard Ling Ying hadn't appeared again since camping in the bushes in the Magical Beast Mountain Range. He'd probably gone straight back to the Gu Clan to tip them off. Just how garbage were those useless fools at processing information, anyway? Even now, nobody had come looking for him.
As for the Hun Clan, he could finally find a way to establish contact with them, too.
That