The night was silent and desolate; Ye Ling gazed at the sky of this unfamiliar world, where the moon hung high and the stars were sparse, the cool breeze billowing in waves.
"Yue Xin, rest assured, I absolutely won't spare that bastard!"
"Mo Yun Sect, if I don't annihilate your entire clan, I, Ye Ling, swear I am not human, and may my divine soul be utterly extinguished!"
Ye Ling's murderous intent surged wildly, his heart filled to the brim with rage, and his eyes bloodshot, sending shivers down one's spine.
The next morning, Ye Ling got up early; Ye Wudao and Shenfeng had also hurried over as soon as Ye Ling had gotten out of bed.
"Ye Ling, Shen Yuexin's grandfather and the Family Head of my Shen Family have both rushed over; you should go out and meet them," Shenfeng said with a somewhat solemn expression. Ye Ling nodded; Shen Yuexin's grandfather was also his grandfather. Naturally, he had to meet him no matter what.
