"To put it bluntly, this Xing Clan person and your ancestors are mortal enemies. Their sole purpose is to kill every last descendant of the Bai Family, using the blood of Bai Family descendants to commemorate their dead."
Yan Song looked coldly at the white-robed man before him, "So, my family and I are all in danger?"
"I love talking to smart people." Helian Zisheng smiled brightly.
"I understand, you can go now." Yan Song turned his back, leaving Helian Zisheng with nothing but a tall, cold silhouette.
Helian Zisheng: ...!
Alright, since the other party has the advantage, avoiding conflict might be the best option.
Helian Zisheng sauntered out the door, only to see half a sneaky head emerging from behind a rock not far away. With a display of light-footed martial arts, he circled behind and grabbed the girl's ponytail, laughing, "Did you enjoy the show?"
"Ouch, my hair, it hurts..." Lin Shishi shrieked, flailing around.
