Li Wuhua truly did not know who it was. He had never expected Shang Chaozong to have such an expert under his command, one who could defeat Xiao Tianzhen so easily.
The other party's words guaranteed that Xiao Tianzhen would not come looking for trouble again, and the weight in his heart finally lifted completely.
Since someone like that had said so, and he had also heard the threats directed at Xiao Tianzhen, he felt there should be no mistake.
So it had been someone Shang Chaozong sent. "Alas!" Li Wuhua sighed.
He owed this favor now. How should he repay it—or rather, what repayment did Shang Chaozong want? He should have a clear idea. Since they could stop Xiao Tianzhen from causing trouble, they could also stand aside and let him do so. He had no choice but to remember this debt of gratitude.
From now on, between Shang Chaozong and Myriad Grotto Heaven Manor, he knew which carried more weight and what he should do.
When he turned around, he saw Hai Ruyue still weeping as though her heart had been ripped apart, muttering "Zhen'er, Zhen'er" under her breath. It was clear Xiao Tianzhen had truly wounded her viciously this time.
Li Wuhua felt sorrowful. Though he had not killed the father and son to avenge the bloodshed, Xiao Tianzhen's cruel words had dealt Hai Ruyue a savage blow as well.
But there was nothing he could do. He simply had no ability to stop Xiao Tianzhen. Xiao Tianzhen had injured him the moment he made a move; it was clear that against Xiao Tianzhen, he had no power to fight back at all. As a man, watching helplessly as his family was harmed was an unbearable feeling.
He stepped forward to help Hai Ruyue up, only to