The March sunshine fell on Wang Chen's face, bringing a warmth he hadn't felt in a long time.
Like a rat that shuns the light, he had hidden himself for nearly ten days, but now he could finally appear in his own Spirit Fields openly and aboveboard.
So much time had passed, Wang Chen was obviously safe.
Speaking of which, Wang Chen believed he had done an excellent job of destroying the body and erasing all traces, only fearing the unpredictable Heavenly Secret Technique.
After all, the one he had killed was the direct descendant of a Purple Mansion Superior!
And yet, the matter had seemingly concluded without further consequences.
Since he had been hiding at home all this time and hadn't been in contact with the outside world, Wang Chen was very out of touch with current events and had no idea what was stirring in Cloud Mountain City.
But in his opinion, the prestigious Purple Mansion family, having suffered such a huge loss, would certainly not let the matter rest easily.
