Gideon arrived outside the dimensional rift under the lead of two martial artists of his clan. When he saw Fang Heng manipulating the magic array in front of the dimensional rift, a thick killing intent appeared in his eyes.
"Is it him?"
"It's him."
The clansman leading the way said in a deep voice, "Gideon, calm down. Although your younger brother died at his hands, your brother took the initiative to ambush him. Moreover, this guy's background is unknown. He is proficient in necromancy and is not as easy to deal with as he appears. Be careful not to be used by others."
"I know. But so what if I'm being used? No matter who he is, he killed Komat. How am I supposed to explain that to Father? My younger brother— even if he did something wrong, only I had the right to discipline him!"
"I want him to pay with his life!"
Gideon's eyes turned bloodshot. He shouted violently, and his figure transformed into a streak of dark light as he shot toward Fang Heng.
