As dusk settled, Chu Feng's figure cast a long shadow in the setting sun outside Villa Thirty-Five of the True Inheritance Courtyard, radiating a suppressed chill.
He stood fixed before the closed gates, his icy gaze sweeping over them as if it could pierce through the wood and see the person within—the one he hated to the bone.
No knock, no announcement.
Chu Feng abruptly raised a hand. The immense Inner Qi in his body erupted, gathering in his palm with a violent aura, and he viciously slammed it into the gate!
BOOM!
With a tremendous crash, the sturdy gate shattered on impact. Wood splinters flew everywhere, revealing the frightened maids and servants inside the courtyard.
Qiu Lan, who was directing several others in sweeping the courtyard, trembled from the sudden shock.
Chu Feng strode into the courtyard. A heart-pounding, ruthless momentum radiated from him as his knife-like gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Qiu Lan.
