Bai Zihan's casual remark made the Li Clan elders' faces twitch uncontrollably.
Easy path?
The corners of Li Jianhong's mouth trembled.
He wanted nothing more than to point at Bai Zihan and curse him.
What easy path?
You walked into our clan and demanded we surrender!
Who in their right mind would agree to such a ridiculous demand?
Had their positions been reversed, even Li Jianhong himself would have laughed the other party out of the hall.
Yet not a single elder dared utter those thoughts aloud.
The pain from moments ago still lingered vividly within their memories.
Merely recalling it caused their souls to shudder.
They had finally understood one terrifying truth.
The Li Clan had lost.
Not to the Bai Clan.
But to Bai Zihan alone.
From beginning to end, the Bai Clan hadn't even made a move.
Bai Ren had stood quietly behind Bai Zihan without lifting a single finger.
Everything had been accomplished by Bai Zihan himself.
