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"You're Bai Xiaofan? You're the one who killed Brother Xiaosen?"
Huang Sanyi's sinister gaze bore into Bai Xiaofan, his fists clenched with a cracking sound.
"Xiaosen? Sorry, I don't remember. After all, the trash that dies by my hand is just too plentiful!"
Bai Xiaofan shook his head in confusion, his expression one of utter despair.
"How dare you, don't call Brother Xiaosen trash!"
Huang Sanyi bellowed, his body quivering, his eyes almost shooting flames.
To him, Xiaosen was his sky.
When he was kicked out of the Huang family and left wandering the streets, if Xiaosen hadn't taken him home, he might have starved to death!
"Not trash? What then, oh right, a dead man!"
Bai Xiaofan looked at Huang Sanyi with a faint smile, as if he were chatting with a friend.
"Damn you, I will kill you!"
Enraged, Huang Sanyi stepped forward, raising his fist and striking at Bai Xiaofan.
Late-stage Qi Cultivation!
