Liam's eyes widened in absolute shock.
Did this Usan just say brother?
No, before that, did he say father?
Father as in… the Rank 6 powerhouse of the Moyong family?
From the looks of it, not even the Seven Clan Patriarchs knew that. Their wide eyes and furrowed brows were an indication.
This instantly complicated things.
And why was Usan attempting to anger a damn Rank 6 cultivator?!
Not to mention, his own dad?!
Well, Liam had a habit of pissing off Malcolm just for the heck of it now and again.
Though, he'd get a nasty bruise or a broken bone or two, but it was worth it.
This was different.
Way different.
But Liam was out of his depth.
This was between the Zeniths.
All he could do was watch.
As Usan let his words linger in the air, there was grim silence.
The seven looked conflicted.
On one hand, they wanted to kill the Unforgiven for his rude and untimely arrival.
