The people of the Tianyin Clan were all in a panic.
At a loss for what to do.
If they leave now, they will certainly be isolated by members of the other Eight Great Clans.
After all, offending the heir of the Dragon Clan is no small matter.
A child who seemed quite young standing behind the old lady looked up, blinked her big eyes, and asked, "Ancestor... what is the Dragon Clan? Is the Dragon Clan stronger than our Tianyin Clan?"
This question made the other Eight Clans sneer repeatedly.
No one answered the little girl's question.
Because the answer was obvious.
Their ancestor stabilized her figure, returned to calm, her gaze deep, she gently touched the little girl's forehead and softly said:
