The Sword of Light Feather's face changed drastically, he stared intently at Xue An and asked sternly, "Who are you? Why do you know my father's divine name?"
Xue An laughed, "So it's your divine father!"
"Enough nonsense, who exactly are you?" The Sword of Light Feather shouted angrily and fearfully.
His fear stemmed from the fact that this white-clothed youth knew his divine father's name, and his anger came from Xue An's casual attitude, which made the Sword of Light Feather feel deeply disrespected and humiliated.
"Oh, don't be so impatient!" Xue An was not angry at all, instead he slowly said, "Come to think of it, I'm quite an old acquaintance with your father!"
"Acquaintance?"
"Yes!" Xue An nodded with a half-smile, "I still remember when your father once descended a Divine Child on Earth, back then, I destroyed him! You should know about this, right?"
What?
Upon hearing these words, the Sword of Light Feather's eyes widened instantly, and his whole body trembled.
