"Damn!"
Lin Fan looked at cousin spit out blood, the rage in his heart exploded out.
Wrong.
He was really wrong.
A casual life wasn't obtained in such away.
He felt that his thoughts were wrong from the start; a peaceful life was something that only experts who got tired got to enjoy.
He didn't have that ability.
When he faced dangers, cousin helped him. But what if cousin couldn't protect him?
Father?
What if Father couldn't protect him?
At this angry moment, he realized that he understood everything.
Seeing cousin block the Yin Demon King for him made it tough for his heart to calm down. Although h changed a little recently, his cultivation was slowly increasing, but he was too casual, and he didn't do so with any drive or urge.
"Cousin, how are you feeling?" Lin Fan asked. His chest that was slapped was a mess of blood and flesh. A black mist wrapped around it.
