Tsymis!
Upon hearing these three words, a chill immediately ran across Ye Xunhuan's face, and even Olivia's expression shifted.
"I presume Blood Phoenix is certainly not unfamiliar with the surname Tsymis, and to some extent, we're somewhat related!"
"Do you think you're worthy of being related to me?" Olivia remarked disdainfully.
The Tsymis clan is currently the lowest of the low among the Blood Clan, the most despicable existence. To be associated with such people is simply disgraceful!
Myron seemed to have anticipated Olivia's reaction, so he wasn't surprised or angry at all; he appeared very calm.
"Of course, Blood Phoenix might consider the surname Tsymis to be extremely low, but we once were glorious, and you once bowed to us and were enslaved by us Tsymis!" Myron said indifferently.
"That was all in the past."
"Yes, the past." Myron nodded in agreement: "But our Tsymis clan has returned."
"Then you are destined for a more miserable death!"
