As Xu Guang beca famous, a month passed, and many details of his past had already been dug up.
Just when he hesitated about whether to step forward, his gaze swept over to see a familiar figure outside.
"Why is he here?"
After thinking for a mont, Tian Chuanfeng still walked out.
The Tian Family wasn’t a particularly large family, so his departure didn’t attract anyone’s attention.
On the other side.
Jiang Zi Yun looked at Jiang Zirong with indifferent eyes, "So, you called out just to see you surrounded like a social butterfly? Or do you want to drink with you?"
Jiang Zirong looked left and right, then leaned forward to whisper.
"Your Little Mink has committed a major offense."
Jiang Zi Yun remained unmoved.
"A friend of Xu Guang was detained at the Demon Refining Peak and unfortunately died a few days ago..." She looked at Jiang Zi Yun with a deep gaze, "He was bitten to death by that beast of yours, such a pity."
Jiang Zi Yun’s expression finally showed so change.
But she said nothing, knowing that in such a situation, words were useless.
She just rembered the note Jiang Bai gave her today, telling her to go to a restaurant in the Central District; otherwise, she wouldn’t have co out.
"Jiang Zi Yun, don’t take kindness for granted."
Xu Feng from the Xu Family stepped forward, standing beside Jiang Zirong like a vicious dog,
The Xu Family had nothing to do with Xu Guang, and they had long held a grudge against Jiang Zi Yun. If not for Jiang Zi Yun, his third brother Xu Guan wouldn’t have died in the Ten Thousand People Pit Ghostly Land, his body never recovered.
At this mont, a slightly thin young man entered with a smile, draped in a wide white cloth that revealed half his body, dragging two iron chains in his hand, leading two people.
The two were fat and tall, their bodies covered in ink, resembling barbarians.
"Zhao Kangxin, the Demon Hunter from Yongzhou, greets everyone."
Everyone present had a subtle expression.
How could soone with such crude manners and attire have co here?
Jiang Zirong approached with a smile, "Zi Yun, what do you think? This is the ideal husband my cousin found for you. Don’t be fooled by Mr. Zhao’s boisterous nature—he has a heart like a rose."
Jiang Zi Yun’s face suddenly beca ugly, finally realizing what Jiang Zirong’s intention was for inviting her here today.
Zhao Kangxin showed a hint of excitent upon seeing Jiang Zi Yun; he hadn’t expected the Jiang Family to promise him such a beautiful woman.
"Zi Yun, co with ."
Everyone present was Jiang Zirong’s people and started to raise a commotion, the room filled with laughter and banter.
Before the words fell, they noticed light behind them, and the atmosphere in the room, even the entire Tianya Building, gradually turned eerie.
The sound of footsteps continued to shatter the silence.
Tian Chuanfeng quietly returned to the crowd, biting his lip hard; he hadn’t thought that person would be... right in Shouyang Prefecture.
Amidst the not entirely faded laughter, figures holding knives abruptly burst into Tianya Building and then split into two orderly lines.
The face of the Tianya Building’s shopkeeper and staff turned cold, wanting to step forward.
A figure walked in slowly with hands behind his back.
He quietly went upstairs.
The cheers and laughter on the second floor froze.
Only the sound of that person’s footsteps continued to land on the stairs, echoing.
Xu Guang stood before the Demon Hunter nad Zhao Kangxin.
He silently observed Jiang Zi Yun, an invisible pressure radiating over everyone’s hearts present.
Then his gaze fell on Jiang Zirong.
"Is this your idea, or is it the Jiang Family’s?"
Jiang Zirong hadn’t t Xu Guang before but felt an unparalleled confidence emanating from this young man in front of her—a confidence she’d only seen in her cousin.
"Who are you!?"
Xu Guang did not answer, only continued to ask, "I asked you, is it the Jiang Family’s intention, or yours?"
Zhao Kangxin’s eyes shifted; although he wasn’t contacted directly by Jiang Zirong, he knew it was Jiang Zirong and her associates who found him.
He stepped forward, the aura of a Fifth-Grade Zhenren surging forth, the Qi Force dispersing into the air, forming chains of illusory shadows.
"What are you to dare question Zirong..."
Thud~!
The room was silent.
Xu Guang quietly withdrew his hand from Zhao Kangxin’s chest.
He looked at Jiang Zirong again, "Now, can you tell whose idea this was?"
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