"I'm using your iron stick for revenge!"
Huo Feifan didn't hide his intention, as there was no need to.
"Who are you seeking revenge against?"
Su Yue looked at him warily.
"Relax, it's not against your Yangxiang Race.
"I'm going to Jiangwu to kill a Divine Land Martial Artist.
"It's a pity that our Blood Boiling Race doesn't have the convenience that your Yangxiang Race does, otherwise, I would have already gone to the Divine Land to avenge the blood feud for my mother long ago."
Huo Feifan gnashed his teeth.
"Hmm?
"This ti, the goal of the coalition is Jiangyuan Country; why are you seeking revenge against a Divine Land Martial Artist?
"Besides, how does taking revenge relate to borrowing a weapon?"
Su Yue furrowed his brows.
Going to Jiangwu to seek revenge against a Divine Land Martial Artist?
Looking for Bao Dachang?
Jiangwu seems to only have Bao Dachang from the Divine Land.
Could it be that Bao Dachang killed his mother?
But that doesn't seem right.
How old was his mother?
This must be sothing that happened over ten years ago, and was Bao Dachang that strong at the ti? Old Bao should have just been starting at Wuda then.
What a joke.
Utter nonsense!
"The martial artist I want to kill, you don't know."
Huo Feifan shook his head.
"Young Master Hong Guo, here's the situation.
"In the Divine Land, there's a brazen man nad Su Qingfeng, known as Prince Qing, who wreaked havoc in the Wetlands over a decade ago, committing heinous cris.
"At that ti, I was a Sixth-Grade, and my child's mother was also a Sixth-Grade.
"During a major ambush against Divine Land Martial Artists, my wife and I were pursued by Su Qingfeng. To protect , my wife intentionally attracted Su Qingfeng away.
"But according to your Yangxiang Race's intelligence, Su Qingfeng has been imprisoned, so I have had no chance to kill him.
"However, there's now information that Su Qingfeng's son is in Jiangwu, so my son wants to avenge his mother."
Seeing Huo Feifan struggling to explain, the Seventh-Grade Martial Artist stepped forward to explain.
"So that's it. You were too cowardly to avenge and abandoned your wife to escape, and she was killed.
"And you've dared not seek revenge against Su Qingfeng all these years, now hoping your son will kill Su Qingfeng's son.
"But after all this ti, Su Qingfeng is still alive."
Su Yue rcilessly criticized the father and son.
So there was this kind of grudge.
This beast bought my iron stick to co to Jiangwu to kill ?
Events in this world really are a matter of coincidence.
Father killed soone's mother over a decade ago.
Now the son seeks revenge against .
Father, you have to settle this debt for .
At this mont, Su Yue finally tasted what it ans: the father's debt is the son's to repay.
"Hmph, what do you an my father didn't dare seek revenge; it was just that hateful Su Qingfeng in prison and couldn't be found is all."
"Moreover, my father did not abandon my mother and run; you are slandering us."
Huo Feifan was so angry at Su Yue that his face turned red.
At this ti, nearby Yangxiang Race mbers were pointing and even sneering.
The previously aggressive Blood Boiling Race was instantly suppressed by Su Yue.
Even Hei Ti appreciated Young Master Hong Guo a bit.
This guy is not bad, deserving of his reputation coming from the Eight Races Sacred Land, killing with words, and in just a few sentences, he not only regained the Yangxiang Race's face but also embarrassed the Blood Boiling Race.
Impressive.
"Feifan, shut up first!"
The Seventh-Grade Grandmaster had so composure after all.
Though he was also upset, he could see this Hong Guo was deliberately provoking to anger father and son, trying to get out of lending the stick.
Frankly, the fighting techniques of Lie Dian Country, although appearing valuable and precious, theoretically couldn't be comprehended, essentially worthless.
They were using the ink armor to exploit the Blood Boiling Race, taking the opportunity to extort.
If he loses his cool first, it would ruin everything, even the Divine Elder Fei Xiao God wouldn't be able to say anything.
Hard-won opportunity.
"Yes, father!"
Huo Feifan wasn't mindless; he sobered up imdiately.
Hong Guo was clearly provoking a response.
How crafty.
"My son Huo Feifan has trained in a combat technique that requires the use of flas. But the Fla Demon Artifact of the Blood Boiling Race couldn't achieve the effect of your iron stick.
"He's now at the peak of the fourth grade, and with your Fla Demon Artifact, he could unleash the power of a fifth-grade.
"When the big battle starts, my son Feifan will challenge West Martial Su Yue before the battle. He lusts for greatness and will surely accept the fight; at that ti, this beast will definitely be slain before the formation.
"He has a burning desire for maternal revenge, and I hope Young Master Hong Guo can help. After using it, we will certainly return it."
The Seventh-Grade Martial Artist said more earnestly.
"What grade is Su Qingfeng's son now?"
Su Yue asked coldly.
"Third Grade!"
Huo Feifan said with a stern face.
"Not lending!
"You're a fourth-grade peak, dealing with a third-grade martial artist, yet you need a demon artifact, which is utterly disgraceful.
"If you're willing to disgrace yourself, I'm not willing!"
Su Yue mockingly said without any cover.
"You..."
Huo Feifan was once again infuriated.
This Hong Guo's mouth, why is it so vile?
Nearby Yangxiang Race mbers whispered among themselves.
Young Master Hong Guo's words are too harsh.
Though they wanted to say these things, they only dared to say them internally.
Even Hei Ti looked at Hong Guo with new regard.
This Hong Guo truly is a Great Fortune Seeker, had he not been born in the Eight Races Sacred Land, he might not have lived to adulthood.
So people are just lucky to be alive.
"Young Master Hong Guo, you may not know that West Martial Su Yue is also a strong warrior.
"Despite his young age, he has been tyrannical on other battlefields, causing significant losses to our Yangxiang Race several tis.
"Recently, during Shen Zhou Martial Arts University's competition, this Su Yue even heavily injured a fourth-grade peak.
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