Xu Qing shivered. How could this strange monk be Huang Xianxian's child?
Back then, in order to kill Huang Xianxian, he and his senior brother did not hesitate to subdue her with the soul flag. The village back then was also burned down by the heavenly fire. The thick ashes that piled up after the fire could reach one's feet.
However, looking at Wu Ju's cold eyes, Xu Qing knew that he was telling the truth. Xu Qing lowered his eyes. "Are you here to take revenge? You're so powerful. Why didn't you make a move earlier?"
Wu Ju smiled. "As a matter of fact, I did."
Xu Qing was stunned. He looked up at Wu Ju and saw the killing intent in his eyes. He recalled the many times he and Xu Ran had narrowly escaped death.
