"I, Cao Xuan, will definitely obtain your woman!" Cao Xuan wore a mocking smile.
Su Yu did not regard his words. His gaze was collected. Chilly energy slowly gathered around his body, preparing for the battle.
Thinking that Su Yu was a cornered animal, Cao Xuan's mocking smile grew wider. "Great! The more you struggle, the more meaningful it is for me to trample you! In the past, my teacher stole your teacher's woman. Today, let me, Cao Xuan, steal your woman! Your woman is mine! What a pitiful pair, even your fates are the same!"
These words were projected telepathically. After all, Han Zhi was just under the stage!
Su Yu's calm eyes had a ripple of emotion, a shred of hatred flickered in his gaze!
A hundred years ago, Han Zhi had stolen Li Guang's woman. Now, Han Zhi's disciple was going to use this battle to steal the woman of Li Guang's disciple!
