After the three-year agreement ended, Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan, father and son, walked side by side in Yunlan Mountain. Xiao Yan looked at his father and hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong, Yan'er?" Xiao Zhan stopped and looked at Xiao Yan with a warm smile.
"Father, can you do me a favor?" Xiao Yan said a little coyly. After all, it's hard to tell what he wants to do!
However, I didn't expect...
"You don't want your father to help you introduce the Yun Yun Sect Master of the Yunlan Sect, right?" Xiao Zhan said with a half-smile.
Xiao Yan's eyes widened, he did not expect that his idea would be exposed so easily.
"Are you wondering how the father knew?"
After hearing this, Xiao Yan nodded silently.
"Do you really think that my father knew nothing about what happened in the Warcraft Mountains?" Xiao Zhan said with a smile.
"Is there any strong person in the family who is following me specially?" Xiao Yan's tone was filled with disbelief.
He hadn't found any signs of being followed for so long. That teacher...
"Needless to say, there are indeed two powerful warriors who have been following you." Just when Xiao Yan thought of Yao Lao, the latter's voice rang in Xiao Yan's mind.
"Teacher, why didn't you tell me?" Xiao Yan was a little resentful. In this way, he was completely kept in the dark!
"Tell you?" Yao Lao said disdainfully,
"What if I tell you? Can you drive them away? Or should I let you know that you have an insurance policy and then feel free to cause trouble?"
Yao Lao's series of life-threatening questions left Xiao Yan speechless. Indeed, since his father arranged this matter, he probably couldn't change it.
Life is like that, you can't resist, you can only enjoy it!
"Eh? That's wrong!" Xiao Yan seemed to have discovered a blind spot and looked at Xiao Zhan in surprise,
"Father, why can you send two powerful warriors to protect me? Wouldn't it violate the rules of the Xiao family?"
"You know it's Dou Huang?" Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, then realized, "It was your teacher who told you!"
However, Xiao Zhan did not dwell on this issue. He just answered Xiao Yan's questions. He recalled his past feelings and said sincerely: "Yan'er, you must be eighteen years old this year, right?"
Xiao Yan frowned, wondering why his father suddenly mentioned his age.
Xiao Zhan continued:
"In fact, the sons of my Xiao family, after their coming-of-age ceremony at the age of sixteen, will be qualified to know some of the secrets of my Xiao family."
"It's just that you were in a special situation, so we unanimously decided to block this matter from you until your three-year agreement is completed."
Xiao Yan's heart was beating fast. He had a hunch that his father's words would clear up many doubts he had about his family over the years.
Xiao Yan is not a dull person. Having lived in the Xiao family for more than ten years, he is naturally aware of the abnormalities in his family.
The first thing to bear the brunt is the small number of people in the Xiao family. The Xiao family is not large, but it is definitely a lot. Over the years, it has a population of at least two to three thousand.
However, there are no more than five or six hundred members in the Xiao family, and most of them are old, weak, women and children, and are not very strong.
A real person like Xiao Zhan, who is in his prime, is only powerful enough to maintain the operation of the Xiao family.
Furthermore, the Xiao family's welfare system and various departments are quite complete and extremely powerful.
When he was in Wutan City, Xiao Yan didn't feel this too deeply, but when he went out to practice, he discovered that the training conditions he was accustomed to were shocking to the outside world.
There is also Xun'er's mysterious identity and her faint fear of the Xiao family, which are all troubling Xiao Yan.
These are just some of the questions. There are still many things that Xiao Yan doesn't understand. Now, if you think about it, you can get answers to them all.
Xiao Yan didn't push him too much, he just waited quietly for Xiao Zhan to tell him. However, Xiao Zhan did something else before that.
"Yan'er, can you please show up to see your teacher?" Xiao Zhan asked calmly.
Xiao Yan's expression tightened, thinking that this was going to be a showdown. But Yao Lao didn't wait for Xiao Yan to react, and then he floated out of the Najie.
"I wonder what Chief Xiao has to do with me?" Yao Lao looked serious. The reason why he took the initiative to show up was because he knew that Xiao Zhan had already understood his way of existence.
Moreover, he can also be sure that Xiao Zhan will not do anything detrimental to him. Otherwise, he can just take a strong strike instead of asking him to appear.
"First of all, Zhan Xian would like to express his gratitude to the old man on behalf of Yan'er. Without the old man's support, I'm afraid Yan'er still has a long way to go." Xiao Zhan bowed his hands and saluted.
Xiao Zhan's gratitude was sincere, although he also knew that Yao Lao was suspected of taking advantage of Xiao Yan at the beginning and even now.
But to evaluate a person, you cannot judge by what he thinks, but by what the other person does. Yao Lao has not done anything detrimental to Xiao Yan, and has even been doing his best to help Xiao Yan grow.
Even though the former extracted Xiao Yan's fighting spirit, it indirectly sharpened Xiao Yan's will and laid a good foundation for him.
The grace of teaching must be respected no matter where it is.
"Clan Chief Xiao, there is no need to be polite. This is just the fate between me and Xiao Yanzi." Yao Lao said calmly, his tone not very good.
He always felt as if he had been taken aboard by the Xiao family. In front of the Xiao family, his little secret seemed not to be hidden, and he felt a little irritable for a while.
"There are still some things that maybe we, the Xiao family, should explain to Master Yao in advance." Xiao Zhan calmly said earth-shattering words.
"How did you know my identity?"
Yao Lao's expression was no longer as indifferent as before, and his aura erupted, shocking Xiao Yan. The latter was suppressed by the huge aura and was unable to move.
However, Xiao Zhan just waved his sleeves and the powerful aura disappeared.
"He is worthy of being the number one alchemist in the mainland. Even if he only has soul power, he still has strength no less than that of a high-level Douzong." Xiao Zhan commented expressionlessly.
Yao Lao was also stunned by the sudden display of Xiao Zhan's hand, and got to know this seemingly ordinary leader again.
Looking at Yao Lao's still unkind gaze, Xiao Zhan felt that he should take the initiative to explain:
"Master Yao, don't worry too much. Your Bone Spirit Cold Fire is your signature. It's not impossible for our Xiao family to recognize you."
Yao Lao's expression froze, and he actually forgot about this.
There is no doubt that Yihuo is a rare mother, and Bone Spirit Lenghuo has naturally entered the eyes of the powerful people in Zhongzhou and even the mainland with his fame.
It can be said that Bone Spirit Lenghuo is completely the identity card of Master Yao.
In the past few years, Yao Lao has often used Bone Spirit Cold Fire to refine elixirs and fight enemies, so it was only a matter of time before he was recognized.
Originally, with Yao Lao's caution, he would not have made such a stupid mistake.
It's just that in Yaolao's subconscious mind, the Jiama Empire is just a small and remote country. To know the strange fire is to burn high incense, how can it be possible to tell which kind of strange fire it is.
Then, Yao Lao felt a little unscrupulous, and as a result...
He overturned in front of his apprentice’s family!
However, Yao Lao still took a deep look at Xiao Zhan. Gu Ling Lenghuo's proof that he was a Yao Zun was good, but he was only the most famous Yao Zhan in Zhongzhou.
He doesn't think that his name can spread far to such a small northwest country. The reason behind it is worth pondering!
"I wonder what Patriarch Xiao wants to tell me?" Yao Lao consciously changed the subject.
"This starts with the origin of my Xiao family."
Xiao Zhan, like Xiao Han, entered the mode of remembering history.