"Damn!" Liu Yongzhou slammed his fist down, shattering the stone table, his eyes bloodshot and fierce. His father even sacrificed his life for the family. And Liu Yongzhou, he did not know how many significant contributions he had made.
The heir Liu Yonghao! What capabilities did that boy have? He was taken down in a few moves by a little girl of eleven in public. Such a weak character, was he even eligible to tread the path to the Spirit Platform Realm?
Luoxian was right. This clan was filthy and petty beyond comparison.
Luoxian... thank goodness there was Luoxian.
In Liu Yongzhou's eyes, there emerged a strong hope, which then turned into a tone of resolution as he angrily muttered, "Liu Shengye, all of this is owed to us, father and son, by the Liu Clan. I'm just taking back what is supposed to be mine."
...
Late at night.
The night blanket covers the land.
In a world untouched by light pollution, the starry sky was dazzling, and the moonlight enchanting.
