In a rural house on the outskirts of Dong'an City, lived a family of five. The young couple worked outside the village, leaving behind their grandparents and their grandson.
Now, the three left behind had all become corpses, tossed in the kitchen.
The One-Eyed Dragon and Tang Yuyun sat in the living room, both tending to their wounds.
Chen Yang had kicked Tang Yuyun so hard that his bones had dislocated, and even with medicinal aid, it would take no less than half a year to recover.
The One-Eyed Dragon was not much better off. Tao Xiaotong's flurry of kicks had fractured his ribcage and injured his internal organs. It was already incredibly fortunate for him to have survived and escaped with his life.
In their hearts, both harbored a bone-deep hatred for Chen Yang.
Tang Yuyun looked at the One-Eyed Dragon and asked in a firm voice, "Master, what do we do next?"
