"Qing'er? What is going on between you and him?"
Just as Feng Qing'er sank into despair, an angry voice rang out. It belonged to the white-haired man, Huang Fan, the sacred son of this generation of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan. Feng Qing'er was its sacred daughter, and the future clan leader would be chosen through competition between them. Although they were rivals, they were not enemies.
In fact, the sacred son and sacred daughter of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan usually became partners, supporting each other as they developed the clan. Huang Fan had therefore long regarded Feng Qing'er as his future partner. Yet the more he listened to her exchange with Hun Changqing, the more wrong it sounded. His face darkened, and he angrily demanded an explanation.
Huang Fan's voice dragged Feng Qing'er out of her sorrow and back to reality. Her expression composed itself, regaining its former coolness. She glanced at Huang Fan and spoke coldly.
"Huang Fan, what business is it of yours whom I have a relationship with? Do you really think becoming the sacred son puts you on equal footing with me? You're merely a lucky fellow whose bloodline happened to undergo ancestral reversion. If there had been anyone outstanding among this generation's Huangs, do you honestly think the position would have fallen to you? If you don't know your place, I'll suggest to the clan elders that they replace you when I return."
With that, Feng Qing'er stopped paying attention to Huang Fan, whose face had turned livid as he ground his teeth. She turned toward Hun Changqing and let out a long sigh inwardly before speaking. Unlike her earlier tenderness, her voice now held a trace of resolve.
"Young Master Lin, this Dragon Phoenix Origin Fruit is incredibly important to our clan.