"Dragon Head, what is this supposed to mean?"
Yaan Jianye looked at Yan Haotian's arrival, his eyebrows furrowed, and a glint flashed in his eyes.
"Yaan Elder, I simply do not wish for any more disputes to arise in Yanjing. Let's consider this matter settled for today, in consideration of my face. What do you think?"
Yan Haotian slowly stepped forward, speaking to Yaan Jianye.
For a moment, Yaan Jianye's face became unsightly, his expression dark as he spat out:
"If I remember correctly, Yanluo of your Dragon Soul Purple Dragon Guard was killed by this lad. Yet, as the Dragon Head of Dragon Soul, not only do you not seek revenge but you actually protect him. What is the meaning of this?"
"This is a matter between him and me, Yaan Elder, there's no need for you to know too much."
Yan Haotian said indifferently, his gaze sweeping over to one of the Dragon Guards.
