Qingfeng Was Already Prepared

The Third Elder, Guisha, couldn't help but urge impatiently, but all he got in return was a cold glance from Qingfeng.

"Young Lord is still in his hands!"

Before arriving here, the Lord of Xuanyuan Clan had already given strict orders.

Ensuring the safety of Young Lord Xuanyuan was Qingfeng's top priority, so he dared not act recklessly.

"If we don't take him down, how else can we save the Young Lord?"

Qingfeng completely ignored Guisha and kept his eyes fixed on Gu Lan.

"State your terms!"

This man wasn't acting arrogant right off the bat, which left Gu Lan quite satisfied.

Casting a cold glance at Qingfeng, Gu Lan slowly spoke.

"My demand is simple: Xuanyuan Clan must never invade again. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

"I can't decide on this matter—it requires the Lord of the clan's decision!"

Even though Qingfeng was an elder in the Xuanyuan Clan, this was beyond his authority.