Chu Han's expression was extremely ugly, his unwillingness evident; he found it hard to let go of the hatred for his son's death!
Chen Kaiyang, seeing that Chu Han was still unrelenting, directly threatened, "Chu Nan is my disciple. Disputes between cultivators of the same level can be let go. However, if anyone tries to bully the weak, I, Chen Kaiyang, will be the first to object."
"Do you believe, even if I killed you with my own hands in front of your father, that old guy wouldn't dare say a thing?"
A strong killing intent locked onto Chu Han, sending chills down his spine as he said in panic, "Sect Leader Chen, don't worry. Chu Hai died because his skills were inferior to others, how could I blame Chu Nan? It's my fault, it's all my fault."
When it concerns life and death, even the strongest hatred must be temporarily set aside; as long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood.
