"Qi Liang..." Xu Shenghe's voice was noticeably weaker than yesterday, almost like a different person.
"Master, tell me what you need," Qi Liang replied respectfully.
"You go... bring that kid Su Chengyu to me, make him kneel down and beg for mercy. I want to see him die personally, otherwise this resentment in my heart just wouldn't go away," invoked Xu Shenghe.
"Sure, master! Don't worry, I'll fetch him right away for you," said Qi Liang with determination.
Duan Tianyang appeared, his wounds had greatly improved. He was, after all, a Martial Arts Grandmaster, possessing formidable healing powers.
But Duan Tianyang's face no longer bore the arrogance and confidence it once did, and he looked somewhat dejected.
"Master Duan, let's go."
Qi Liang hadn't expected that on their first day in Lin Jiang, the Xu family would suffer such a severe blow.
The spirited Duan Tianyang was no longer arrogant, the exquisite Xu Qianxue was disfigured, and even Elder Xu was hurt by rage.
