Although Gu Lan did not make his words explicit, the person before him was no fool and naturally understood what Gu Lan implied.
With a cold expression, the man vanished in an instant. Gu Lan's face remained as impassive as ever as he rose into the air. While his speed was not slow, he did not return to the imperial palace. Instead, he halted a few hundred zhang away, concealing himself in the shadows.
He knew the Xuanyuan Clan would not let this go easily, so he decided to wait and see when they would come.
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At the Xuanyuan Clan, Qingfeng had already returned with his heavily injured body.
As soon as he stepped into the resplendent grand hall, the Lord of the Xuanyuan Clan immediately rose from his seat, his face full of expectation. However, upon seeing Qingfeng alone, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Why are you alone? Where are the Third Elder and the young lord?"