Zi Long's face was beginning to contort completely, Zi Aotian was his only reliance, his sole son who he depended on to secure his position within the Ancient Azure Dragon Clan, a son on whom his future hopes were set. But now, he was killed by Ye Mo.
"How did you know the news that your son is already dead?"
Ye Mo's face darkened, and he asked.
"How did I know??"
Zi Long sneered, wishing he could kill Ye Mo this instant, and said coldly, "Don't ask me how I know, Aotian went to the Corpse Ghoul Mountain Range for training just like you, but unexpectedly you colluded with the Yuwen Clan, secretly attacked Aotian, and eventually killed him. Is that right or not?"
Zi Long believed Zi Aotian's death was the result of their conspiracy to frame Ye Mo failing, and being killed by Ye Mo instead; this is how he could think, but he certainly wouldn't say it out loud.
"Saying such things, do you not blush?"
