Upon hearing these words, a cold sneer appeared on Jiang Xiaobai's face.
The Qian Family?
What kind of lousy family dares to be so arrogant in front of me?
However, the imposing aura of Qian Lin did frighten Er Ya, who was nestled in Jiang Xiaobai's arms, too scared to meet his gaze, clenching tightly onto Jiang Xiaobai's collar.
"Don't worry, Er Ya, big brother is here; nothing will happen."
Jiang Xiaobai chuckled lightly, patting Er Ya on the head before setting her down.
Nevertheless, he did not turn around.
"The Qian Family is it? Do you not know what the current situation is? The Nine Heavens Continent has suffered devastation at the hands of foreign races, countless dead and injured, the population wilted,"
"I imagine you are very clear that this world does not revolve solely around cultivators; mortals are the foundation that supports heaven and earth. Without mortals, where would cultivators come from?"