"Second?"
The Old Saint Ancestor asking that meant he had tacitly accepted the first point Fen Xing had made.
Indeed!
Murdering one's wife—what kind of news was that in the current chaos of Myriadpath Valley?
Even what had happened between Li Tianming and Sui Shen Yao over the Sui Shen blood back then would draw no attention now.
Myriadpath Valley was no longer what it used to be.
Over the past ten years, even the name Li Tianming had been forgotten.
With a world war about to erupt, who still cared about some genius?
"The second point..."
Fen Xing's gaze abruptly turned several degrees colder.
His voice was hoarse as he said, "She should never have lived! I'll go to the Myriadpath Heavenly Star Formation at once and clear it out for the time being. If she wants to return, I'll wait for her there!"
"You still want to kill her?" the Old Saint Ancestor asked in shock.
"Of course I want to kill her! The situation is delicate right now. I can't let her make trouble. Who is Sui Shen Xiyue? Father, you should know. She's the sort who fears the world won't be chaotic enough. Her thirst for revenge is that strong—if she comes back alive, how could she possibly not want to kill me? Even if she has to drag the entire Sui Shen Clan down with her, I bet she wouldn't hesitate!" Fen Xing said hatefully.
"Xiyue..."
The Old Saint Ancestor recalled that fiery woman, who had been at daggers drawn with his son and had fought him several times every year since their marriage. After suffering such a tremendous grievance and escaping death by a hair's breadth, she truly could not possibly let this rest.
"Father, this is my private matter. Don't interfere. I'll handle