Zhaang Ye and the white-robed young man faced each other from a distance.
Zhaang Ye's eyes were filled with chilling killing intent. This white-robed young man had not only tried to take Feng Tongming as a handmaiden, but had also severely wounded him, forcing him to flee in disgrace. Zhaang Ye had rarely been in such a pathetic state since his debut. 'Therefore,' Zhaang Ye secretly decided, 'no matter what kind of backing this man has, I must kill him!'
The white-robed young man's eyes also brimmed with chilling killing intent. This Zhaang Ye, a mere Early Stage of Martial Arts Ninth Layer cultivator, had actually managed to kill a Steward of his Jiang Family and successfully escape from his grasp. This left him feeling utterly humiliated. And in the Ten Thousand Volcanoes, Zhaang Ye had ambushed him with a Small Sword, almost causing him to die in the beaks of the Fire Crows. This was a grudge that had to be avenged. Zhaang Ye had to die!
