The head of the Silkrain family frowned as he faced Ethan's demand. This young man was truly asking the lion to open his den.
Their Silkrain family didn't have a second Flower of Earth Vein either. Such an ancient and rare spiritual plant was a treasure beyond price. If one were to stumble upon another, it would be like smoke rising from their ancestor's graves—a celestial warning and blessing both.
"Little friend Aether," the Silkrain family head said cautiously, "our family only possesses one Earth Vein Flower, and you might not even care about the others."
"Is it really just one?" Ethan's voice carried gentle surprise, as if contemplating a delicate treasure.
"Of course it's true."
"Look at the Stormjade family. After practicing in Sun Moon Lake, the strength of their younger generation will leave your Silkrain family far behind."
