Su Sheng was filled with a murderous intent; for any man from ancient times to the present, there are two unforgivable grievances: the hatred of a father's murder and the loathing from a stolen wife - both demanding retribution.
Since this man wanted to kill his father, there was nothing more to say; he wanted to see just how many Great Grandmasters the Heavenly Sword Sect had for him to slay.
"Su Sheng…"
Zijun hastily cried out, but unlike before, she hesitated to stop him, especially since she knew of his other identity as a retired soldier.
"It's self-defense, I have the right to kill!"
He said while letting go of the woman's hand and giving her a look, his left hand had already drawn a long saber from the ground at his side, a two-handed sword, of moderate weight.
