Beneath the night sky, a gentle breeze stirred.
Ning Wangshu walked out of the Wang family's gate, looked up at the night sky, and murmured, "Now, all that's left are those few Great Grandmasters from Hidden Dragon, along with Ye Zhentian and Peng Jizu!"
"They didn't deserve to die, but they chose to help the wicked. Especially since they listened to that old bastard Zhong Sheng and joined forces to go after my uncle's family."
"This time, I'm going to kill until everyone trembles with fear. I'll make sure everyone knows the consequences of daring to lay a hand on the people around me!"
"Even if they were merely acting on someone else's orders, even if they didn't actually try to kill anyone, as long as they made themselves my enemy, stood against me, and did anything to harm those around me, they'd pay a terrible price!"
"Besides, this time they could submit to the Supreme Immortal Gate and go after the Xiao family. Next time, they might submit to some other force and target the people around me!"
"Or next time, they might go straight for the kill!"
Ning Wangshu gazed at the night sky, his eyes deep and cold, a hint of murderous menace lurking in them.
After a long while, he finally took a deep breath and looked away. Then he turned his gaze to the southwest. That was where Hidden Dragon's headquarters stood, and where its few Great Grandmasters were at that very moment.
His spiritual sense had long since locked onto those few Hidden Dragon Great Grandmasters, including Ye Zhentian and Peng Jizu.
In a small courtyard on the outskirts of the capital, its exterior seemingly ordinary but its interior possessing a refined layout and a world of its own, Ye Zhentian and Peng