"Leave? Why should I leave? Shen City is my Tantai Jingming's home; it's the foundation of our Tantai Family. As long as I, Tantai Jingming, am not dead, I will never leave this place."
From within the large bluestone, a calm and relaxed voice was heard, yet to Fan Wuyi's ears, it felt like a cold breeze was blowing through the courtyard, chilling to the bone.
This chill was emanating from the depths of the soul of the person inside the large bluestone.
Fan Wuyi inherently possessed an unparalleled ability to perceive the fluctuations in others' souls.
Although he couldn't peer into the specific thoughts in the soul of the person inside the bluestone, he could sense their true emotions, which were nowhere near as casual and relaxed as their tone suggested but instead pervaded with extreme coldness, hatred, and murderous intent.
This made Fan Wuyi even more afraid.
