Feng Yin felt a chill seeping into his bones, making him shudder despite not being cold.
That's right, their vendetta was fueled by their child's murder. Such a grudge was ineradicable and no reasoning or point of view would ever resonate with grieving parents who had lost their beloved child.
Only destruction, only revenge, pursuing it tirelessly until his last breath!
Attempts at explanation were as effective as preaching to the deaf.
"Damn it all!"
Feng Yin was suffused with a feeling of suffocation, the fiery temper from his past life resurfaced, unable to be contained.
"Supreme Mountain be damned! What the hell, why should I care about Supreme Mountain! If I hide well, hide thoroughly, who is to know that I am Wenrou?"
Feng Yin gritted his teeth: "Even if I am discovered... damn it... I won't just sit and wait for death! It will be a fight to the death, one kill pays for two lives, twice would be an extra!"
