The two men sat facing each other in the room.
Looking at Chu Yunhai before him, how could Yuwen Mingjue possibly be resigned?
Not only had Yang Jing grievously injured him in the Cyan Qilin Battle, leaving him bedridden and forcing him to miss the Fushan Grand Competition, but the resulting hatred had taken root in his heart, scorching his sanity day and night.
He glanced up at the impassive Chu Yunhai, his mind racing.
He knew full well that if he kept insisting that Chu Yunhai grievously injure Yang Jing during the Fushan Grand Competition, Chu Yunhai would certainly refuse. He might even grow to resent him for it.
