Aeon city, Mu family, in a Great Hall.
Mu yang sat at the head of the table with a dark expression.
After half a month, his injuries had completely recovered. However, his anger and killing intent had not subsided at all.
In the past half a month, the news that Lu Ming had brutally abused Muyang had spread throughout Aeon city and the entire divine land at the speed of a hurricane.
Muyang was known as a seed expert, but he had been beaten so badly by someone. That person was a son of chaos and was only in the absolute Saint perfection. It was hard not to be noticed.
Now, many people were secretly discussing that Lu Ming had stepped on Muyang's face in public and he was being held hostage. He had become a laughing stock.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Mu Yang's face was twisted, filled with killing intent.
"Have you found out where that b * stard is?"
Mu yang coldly asked the person who had come to report.
