Yin Xiaoxuan was both happy and sad.
Because the chosen one seemed like a difficult candidate to deal with.
Quan Jue didn't particularly doubt the authenticity of his words.
It was just that he didn't like to be led by the nose.
After a moment of silence, Quan Jue said indifferently, "I'm not interested in going to your headquarters. Get someone who can keep his word in the Xuan Sect to talk to me."
Right now, he needed a shortcut to quickly become stronger.
He wanted to be strong enough to swallow the Quan family.
At this thought, a wild glint flashed across Quan Jue's eyes.
He didn't need Quan Jingzhou to groom him as his successor. He wouldn't let himself become a subsidiary of the Quan family.
What he had always planned to do was to make the Quan family his subordinates instead.
Yin Xiaoxuan felt hurt by his words.
Did he look like someone who wasn't responsible for making decisions?
