Fang Han's expression instantly darkened, his eyes turning ice-cold.
He knew the Fang Family's conflict with the Lin Family started because the Lin Family had bribed Zhao Qianjun to secretly harm him.
But he hadn't expected the conflict to become so intense. The two sides were now constantly fighting, with many Martial Artists being killed or injured.
An irrepressible rage surged from the bottom of his heart, rushing straight to his head.
He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.
The warm anticipation of returning home was now replaced by a chilling killing intent.
'This Lin Family menace... It's time to deal with them!'
Fang Han took a deep breath, suppressed his churning anger, and quickly headed back toward the Fang Mansion.
'With my return, it's time to eradicate the Lin Family menace. With my current strength, I have the confidence to do it!'
In wintery Liangshui City, a frigid wind swept through the streets, carrying a bone-chilling cold.
