"It's none of my business what goes on between you and others." Although Li Mu Yang had gotten the better of him, he certainly would not admit it aloud. "When I have some free time, I'll personally make a trip to Tiandu and meet that old dog Song Gudú again. Everything he has given me, I'll repay twofold."
Thinking of the countless days and nights when he had wished he were dead rather than alive after being struck by the Netherworld Nails; thinking of his father, Lu Qingming, still unconscious and suffering terribly; thinking of his grandfather Lu Xingkong's death in battle, the ruin of the Lu Family, and the countless direct descendants of the Lu Family and citizens of Wind City who had died in battle, Li Mu Yang felt murderous fury surge through him, his blood boiling with rage. He wanted to hack that old dog into a thousand pieces and pulverize his corpse.
He had never hated anyone so deeply.
Hearing Li Mu Yang's words and the bone-deep hatred contained in his tone, many of those present began turning things over in their minds.
"This evil dragon hates Song Gudú of the Song Family most of all. If he were to kill Song Gudú, could the Cui Family leap to become Xifeng's foremost family and take control of the government? And what benefits could the Yan Family gain amid the chaos?" Uncle Yan thought as he watched the Killing Intent in Li Mu Yang's eyes.
"The evil dragon wants to kill Song Gudú. If Song Gudú dies, the Xifeng Empire will surely descend into chaos. Would our country then have a chance to march in with a great army and seize Xifeng's territory?" a general from the Great Wu imperial clan pondered inwardly. "Perhaps we should let