Only after a long while did Duan Ying come back to his senses. His breathing was somewhat rapid, and his face was full of excitement. Still, he asked, "Really... is it really him?"
Seeing Huang Xiao nod, Duan Ying took several deep breaths in succession before he finally calmed down.
"I've made a spectacle of myself before you both. I lost my composure. It's just that... I never would have imagined it," Duan Ying said, still somewhat excited.
"That's understandable," Huang Xiao said.
"Where is the Ancestor now?" Duan Ying hurriedly asked.
As a descendant of the Duan clan, he had naturally grown up listening to stories of his ancestor, whose divine martial arts were unrivaled in his eyes. If his ancestor was still alive, how could he let these petty villains run wild in Dali?
"Speaking of which, your branch is actually descended from Senior Duan's younger brother," Huang Xiao said.
Duan Ying froze, his heart giving a sudden lurch. "The ones controlling Dali now are Duan Siying's line, descended from the Ancestor's son. Could it be that the Ancestor is on their side?"
Even if that were the case, it would be perfectly natural.
After all, strictly speaking, Duan Siping was not his ancestor. On the contrary, those who now controlled Dali were Duan Siping's true descendants.
Although Duan Siying had been deposed and made a monk back then, who could say whether the Ancestor might change his mind now and support Duan Siying's descendants instead?
"Don't overthink it. Since Duan Siying was deposed back then, there was naturally a reason for it. Senior Duan won't support him now. Since the Imperial Throne has passed down through your branch, he certainly won't change that," Huang Xiao explained.
Huang Xiao then went over everything Ran Chou had said in