Shi Lang spend the night telling Ling Shui about his and Amelia's love story. Many times the tears of blood trickled down the corner of his eyes, however, his heart was not shaken. Ling Shui was moved, and she did not know if someone could control so much rage in their heart. The tears that trickled down his eyes were not of grief, but hate.
Every word reminded him of how she was taken from him. Ling Shui looked at the sun breaking the dark of the night and asked, "What do you intend to do now?"
Shi Lang said, "Cultivate till I reach the level where the Juan Family kneels and I have the authority to ignore them and skin Juan Xuan alive as he wails in agony."
Ling Shui shivered at the cold description of his voice and she wanted to say something when he closed his eyes and absorbed the pure Yang energy from the morning sun.
