"When it comes to means, the Shangguan family's means may not be any better. We're the same." Ling Chuxi said sarcastically. It was just an eye for an eye. What face did the Shangguan family have to be aggrieved?
"Young master, why waste words with her? just deal with her directly." One of the men behind Shangguan wuyou said disdainfully.
The man's name was Yuwen Li, the youngest elder of the Yuwen family. He was one of the sinecures, representing Yuwen in the management of the workshop of divine weapons.
"Don't act rashly. " Uncle he glanced at uncle Tong, who was standing behind Ling Chuxi. Uncle Tong's hands were hidden in his sleeves, and he happened to look at him. Those old eyes of his that seemed to be muddled suddenly burst out with a bright light.
Their eyes met, and sparks flew.
