"Oh, I am Xiao Yang. You should've clarified," Yuan said after being pressed by Elder Bai. "I also didn't know you were that disciple's grandfather. You have my condolences."
"YOUR CONDOLENCES?! HOW DARE YOU!"
Elder Bai's furious roar thundered through the mountains, shaking the ground beneath them. The sheer force of his voice sent ripples through the air, as if the world itself trembled beneath the weight of his rage.
"You were the one who killed him!" he bellowed, his aura surging like a raging storm. "Take your condolences back immediately before I lose control of my hands!"
His killing intent exploded outward, suffocating and oppressive, causing the weaker disciples in the crowd to instinctively step back. His eyes, filled with unrelenting hatred, locked onto Yuan.
However, Yuan calmly shook his head and responded, "There's been a misunderstanding. Although I am offering my condolences, it's not for Bai Zhan's death."
"What?!" Elder Bai was so taken aback by Yuan's response that it momentarily dumbfounded him.
"What kind of response is that?"
Even the disciples behind him all wore bewildered looks on their faces.
"I am offering my condolences to something else, Elder Bai," Yuan continued, his voice calm and clear, each word striking like a thunderclap in the suffocating silence.
The crowd stiffened, stunned by his audacity. But before they could fully process his words, he delivered another blow. freёwebnoѵel.com
"Despite being an honorable and genuine person, you were unfortunate enough to have such a despicable grandson. Most of you aren't aware of it because of how well he hid it, but Bai Zhan is a sick individual who has harmed a lot of people behind the curtains."
Gasps rippled through the gathered disciples. Shock, outrage, and disbelief painted their faces as they stared at Yuan, unable to believe what they had just heard. Even Elder Bai, whose fury had already reached its peak, faltered for a brief moment, his eyes widening in stunned silence before a new wave of rage surged forth.
"Y-You son of a bitch…!" Elder Bai's voice trembled with rage, his body shaking uncontrollably. "Is killing my grandson not enough for you?! Not only did you take his life, but now you dare to slander his name even after death?! Do you even have a heart?!"
His aura surged violently, crackling with raw fury. His restraint, already hanging by a thread, snapped as he roared, "Although I promised the Sect Leader that I wouldn't kill you with my own hands, I will have to break that promise!"
A suffocating killing intent exploded from Elder Bai, pressing down on the surroundings like an unrelenting storm. The gathered disciples remained frozen, unable to fault him for his outburst. To them, Bai Zhan had been a paragon of righteousness, a shining beacon of kindness and honor. For Yuan to brand him a "sick individual" was beyond outrageous—it was outright blasphemy.
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