Meanwhile, Li Xianfei raged on, hurling insults and desperate attacks. "I came here for justice, you worm! You killed my sons!"
"Justice?" Su Xiaobai snorted, sidestepping another attack as if avoiding a lazy fly. "I don't even remember their names! Were they memorable? Did they have hobbies? Maybe I'll write their eulogies. Something like: 'Here lies some random guys I squashed like mosquitoes.'"
Li Xianfei's face twisted in rage, his veins bulging as his aura flared weakly. "You… You bastard! My Blood… They were my last hope, my legacy! You've ruined everything!" His voice cracked, desperation bleeding through his fury.
"Aw, how touching," Su Xiaobai said, mockingly wiping a fake tear. "Too bad I don't care. You're not even a proper villain, old man. Just a walking sob story looking for a finale."
