Fang Yu's face remained adorned with a faint smile.
Mandala petals, held in the shape of a palm, with the thumb tucked against the heart of his hand.
"Zhao Youting, who gave you the courage? Daring to harbor wicked thoughts against me? Was it Liang Jingru?" Fang Yu said with a smile.
"Still mouthing off at death's door!"
Zhao Youting stood behind, arms folded behind his back, determined to win, "If I didn't know you were Fang Yu, I would perhaps just beat you up, but now... how could I possibly let a tiger return to the mountain."
"And then?" Fang Yu's cold gaze swept over the surrounding people.
"Fang Yu, back then my Zhao Family was able to recklessly trample over the Fang Family, not just because of Martial Arts Third Layer, Martial Arts Fourth Layer, you couldn't possibly understand the relationships involved. To tell you the truth, your grandfather was personally stabbed to death by me!"
