Feng Kucha didn't dare to speak.
He didn't dare to ask, either.
'It must be related to the Feng Family's Demon-Binding Rope.'
'Five Poison Sect... doesn't that freaking correspond to the Dian Nan Yang Family?'
'Corpse-Driving Sect... The Xiangxi Tan Clan.'
'Those two are clearly a bit frightening.'
'The others don't seem as obvious, but since Old Deng said so...'
He asked cautiously, "Imperial Father! Are these all related to the great clans?"
Zhao Huan waved a hand weakly. "Keep flipping!"
Zhao Ci did as he was told and flipped to the back. To his surprise, there was even a year-by-year statistical report. The number of cases related to these organizations had skyrocketed over the last decade or so. The timing was rather thought-provoking—it was just a few years after the "Eighteen Golden Years" had begun.
