Two hours later...
"Thank you for your generous gift. Your death was not in vain."
Yu Xian tossed aside the young man who was already a pool of rotting flesh, begging for a swift death, and indifferently snapped his neck.
As Yu Xian rose to his feet, he recalled the information he had extracted from the youth and found his brow furrowing.
"The Jiang family from Upper Sun City and the cultivation Family of the Lin…"
"The secret rivalry of these two major cultivation families generates ripples I, as a minnow, cannot afford to bear."
"The tree longs for calm, but the wind doesn't stop. I just wish to live a peaceful life. Why is it so hard?"
"Do I need to run away now?"
Yu Xian was uncertain.
These people are cultivators from the Lin Family, and their target is Duke Fu. And he happens to be residing in Duke Fu's Mansion now.
It could be foreseen that if he continued to stay, he would eventually cross paths with the cultivators of the Lin Family.
