Chapter 8: The Mysterious Elder
Chapter 8:The Mysterious Elder
Emotionlessly leaving the main hall, the frustrated Xiao Yan followed his daily routine and slowly climbed to the top of the mountain behind the clan building. Sitting at the top of the mountain, Xiao Yan calmly watched the steep mountaintops far away being shrouded in mist. There, in the mist, was the Jia Ma Empire’s famous Magic Beast Mountain Range.
“Hehe, power ah... In this world, without power, you’re not even worth some excrement. At least, no one tries to trample on excrement.” With shoulders waving up and down, the young man’s soft, self-taunting voice echoed across the top of the mountain, filling the air with sadness.
Yanking his hair, Xiao Yan bit down on his lip, allowing the bloody taste to spread in his mouth. Even though he didn’t let his emotions get to him in the main hall, the Nalan Yanran’s words stabbed at his heart like knives.
“I will never be insulted like this again!” Opening his left hand, which still had the bloody scar from the events of the day, Xiao Yan’s voice was hoarse but firm.
“Hehe, kid, looks like you need some help.”
Right when Xiao Yan pledged his oath, a wizened, strange laugh entered his ear.
Xiao Yan’s face changed and he immediately turned around. With a hawk-like gaze, he scanned his surroundings but didn’t even find a shadow...
“Hehe, stop searching, I’m on your finger.”
Right when Xiao Yan thought that he was hallucinating, the strange laugh aimlessly sounded again.
Xiao Yan’s eyes contracted and his gaze fell on his right hand’s black ring.
“You’re talking?” Enduring his heart’s pounding, Xiao Yan tried to keep his voice calm.