Feeling the killing intention from Jian Wushuang, Sima Bu could not help but secretly shake his head.
He could understand Jian Wushuang's killing intent toward Blood Feather Tower, but Blood Feather Tower was so powerful that not everyone could provoke it.
Sitting in the cave, Jian Wushuang held his hands tightly with his eyes closed, slowly restraining his tremendous killing intent from the extreme anger that he originally felt. It was apparent that he had already calmed himself down.
"For me, Blood Feather Tower is a genuine colossus and I can't compete with them at my present strength. So I must endure for now."
"Endure, hide and wait!"
Jian Wushuang held his hands so tightly that his nails dug into his palm until he was bleeding.
Although his heart was full of killing intent, he needed to restrain his sharp edge.
"In addition to revenge, I also have to find a solution to make all these things clear," Jian Wushuang growled.
