“Clan Elders, what’s going on?” An Zheng was puzzled.0

The moment he stepped out of the building, he was stopped by two elders of the clan and forcibly escorted back to Rainbow Reflection Mountain.0

“Do you really not know?” A middle-aged man in a gray robe frowned, his expression stern. He was An Tianshui, one of the four Emperors tasked with guarding Rainbow Reflection Mountain. 0

“What did I do?” An Zheng became more and more puzzled. 0

“Where did you get the treasures you used to bid for the absolute breath water from?” The other old man in a crimson robe questioned coldly, his face hard and unyielding. He was An Tianlin, another Emperor-level figure.0

An Zheng stammered, “Is there…a problem with those treasures?”0

“A huge problem!” An Tianshui explained, “We received news this morning that the Imperial True Hou Clan suffered a catastrophic disaster, with nearly all of the Emperor-level beings in the clan being slaughtered…”0

An Zheng was struck dumb, “Could it be…”0

He began to suspect a possibility, and his face paled slightly.0

“You’re not stupid. If we’ve guessed correctly, the treasures you recklessly threw away at...0