Luo Buping slumped down in the empty treasury, his eyes filled with infinite resentment and malice. "Hong Yu, that damn Hong Yu. I will make him pay. I will make him wish he were dead."
"Second Uncle, should we send people to hunt him down?" Third Young Master Luo asked tentatively.
SMACK!
Luo Buping slapped Third Young Master Luo to the ground and roared, "Are you an idiot? Even our ten-thousand-strong City Guard Corps was no match for him. Who could you possibly send to deal with him?"
"Then… then what do we do?"
Third Young Master Luo clutched his head, his voice aggrieved.
A cold light glinted in Luo Buping's eyes. "Write a letter immediately and have it delivered to the Cyan Nether Sword Sect with the utmost speed. I'll have Big Brother handle this. Hong Yu, you dared to offend my Luo Family, dared to plunder centuries of our accumulated treasures. I will make you pay the price."
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On the back of the Golden Holy Dragon.
