Chapter 13195 Young Master Duanmu

Chapter 13195 Young Master Duanmu
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "The head of my Duanmu family, the powerful man who once led us to glory, has fallen... This is not only a personal loss for the head of the family, but also a heavy blow to our entire Duanmu family."

Obviously, Ling Xiao's guess was correct. The man killed by him and Long Chen was indeed the patriarch of the Duanmu family. But unfortunately, they were not here at the moment, otherwise they could be happy.

After all, the person killed was the head of the Duanmu family, the most prestigious family in the entire Western Wilderness.

Upon hearing this, the green-robed old man raised a sinister smile, which was full of ridicule and disdain for the weak:
"Then you should take revenge, right? Now your Duanmu family has become a mortal enemy with that kid. If you don't kill him, he will find you sooner or later and completely destroy your Duanmu family. By then, you won't even have a chance to disband."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly, and that smile was full of helplessness and despair.

He shook his head and said, "I would like to take revenge, but the head of the family is the strongest person in our Duanmu family. If he is killed, what can we do? The rest of us are just a few remnants of the defeated army. How can we compete with that kid? At most, we can disband the Duanmu family and escape on our own."

At this point, the middle-aged man's voice choked a little. He knew very well what this decision meant. The Duanmu family, a once prominent martial arts family, might really disappear.

However, as a senior member of the family, he was powerless to change all this and could only watch the family's glory and splendor slowly fade away in the long river of time.

The green-robed old man slowly turned around and looked at the middle-aged man with a sharp gaze. A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. There was both sarcasm and helplessness in that smile:
"Disband? Humph, if you agree, will others agree? Those old ministers who have followed your family master for many years, those disciples who are loyal to the Duanmu family, will they easily give up this glory that has been passed down for thousands of years?
Don't let your imagination run wild. From what I know about Ling Xiao, he is a madman who never hesitates to take revenge. He never acts according to common sense. Do you really think that if you disband, he will give up and stop seeking revenge?"

The old man's words were like a sharp blade, cutting through the fantasy in the middle-aged man's heart. The middle-aged man's face became even paler. He knew that what the old man said was true. Ling Xiao's style of doing things was indeed unpredictable and even more difficult to guard against.

"What's more," the words of the green-robed old man rang out again, with a barely perceptible chill.

“From what I know, your patriarch seems to have a son. That young man who is highly expected should be studying in a large sect in Zhenhun Mansion, right?

"He is gifted and his realm has long surpassed your master. If he learns that his father died a violent death, what do you think he will do? Will he choose to endure it, or will he come back for revenge at all costs?"

At this point, the green-robed old man's eyes became unusually sharp, as if he had already seen the scene where the young man, after learning the truth, became furious and vowed to avenge his father.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard this. He knew very well what kind of disaster the young man would bring to the Duanmu family once he came back.

"It seems like we really have no other choice? We can only be used by you and become pawns in your hands?" The middle-aged man was a little unwilling, and there was a hint of bitterness and helplessness in his voice.

He knew that he was in a dilemma. No matter which path he chose, it would be full of thorns and difficulties. However, facing the threats and inducements of the green-robed old man, he had to make a choice because he had no way out.

The green-robed old man shook his head slightly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly:
"That's wrong. Although the Duanmu family is strong, they are not indispensable in the martial arts world. Even without your Duanmu family, we will continue to pursue. Now that the treasure has appeared in the world, it will inevitably attract the covetousness of countless powerful people.

But, are you, the Duanmu family, really willing to accept this? Not only did you lose dozens of high-level Tianhe Realm experts, but even the head of the family died here, but you still haven’t obtained the treasure you dreamed of..."

At this point, the green-robed old man's tone revealed a bit of regret and ridicule, as if he was watching a farce come to an end. His gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing deep into the middle-aged man's heart, making it impossible for the latter to avoid it.

The middle-aged man, Duanmu Kan, looked haggard and had empty eyes, as if he had lost all his strength.

He was silent, without saying a word, but silently bearing every bit of weight in the words of the green-robed old man. He knew very well that what the old man said was true, the Duanmu family did suffer heavy losses in this struggle, and what they got was only endless emptiness and despair.

Upon seeing this, the old man in green robe curled up a sneer at the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both mockery of the Duanmu family's defeat and pride in himself for being about to achieve his goal.

He said slowly: "Duanmu Kan, you should be the one in charge of the Duanmu family now, right? Once the head of the family dies, you can decide everything. What to do, you decide for yourself, I won't force you."

After saying this, the figure of the green-robed old man began to become blurred, as if he was swallowed up by an invisible force.

His voice echoed in the air, but it gradually faded away until it disappeared completely. Only Duanmu Kan was left standing alone in the empty space, facing the endless vastness and unknown.

At this moment, Duanmu Kan's heart was filled with complex emotions, including worry about the future of his family, remembrance of his deceased relatives, and fear of unknown challenges.

However, he was more aware that no matter how difficult the road ahead was, he had to make a choice, because he was the hope and future of the Duanmu family.

Not long after the old man in green robe left, a breeze blew by, bringing with it a hint of unusual scent.

Then, a young man appeared at the side like a flash of lightning. He was wearing a luxurious brocade robe with fluttering sleeves, like an immortal who walked out of a painting.

Seeing this young man in gorgeous clothes, Duanmu Kan's face suddenly changed. He quickly bowed down, with a hint of awe and excitement in his voice: "Young Master!"

This person is none other than Duanmu Xi, the only son of Duanmu Hong, the head of the Duanmu family! His face is stern, and his eyes reveal an unquestionable firmness and domineering attitude, as if the entire martial arts world is trembling under his feet.

Duanmu Xi's eyes were like torches as he scanned the surroundings, his voice as cold as ice: "My Duanmu family shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess, and now even my father's life has been lost! This is a shame for my Duanmu family, and even more so for me! What the hell do you do for a living!"