"The hatred of a slain son cannot be settled with a single word of letting it go."
Qin Shaofeng spoke, yet his expression remained as calm as a light breeze beneath clear skies. Smiling, he said, "I returned this item to you only because I promised Long Huan. As for the enmity between you and me, it is much like that between Senior Brother Tian Yinuo and me—it must be settled exactly as it ought to be."
Qin Shaofeng bowed deeply.
Without even looking at Luo Yusheng's astonished expression, he continued, "Your cultivation indeed far surpasses mine. But if you intend to kill me to avenge Long Huan, this junior will not meekly await capture either. How this should be resolved, please draw the line, Senior."
There was not the slightest trace of fear on his face or in his eyes.
Perhaps he believed Luo Yusheng did not dare kill him.
Yet the more Luo Yusheng thought about it, the greater the doubts in his heart became.
Though he was also at the Heavenly Venerate Realm, he was far from comparable to trash like Zheng Keshuang.
No! Forget Zheng Keshuang—even that person who had already arrived seemingly had no right to stop him.
As he pondered, his gaze turned toward the distance. In a hoarse voice, he said grimly, "Fan Shaoqing, are you also here to protect this brat?"
Fan Shaoqing?
Qin Shaofeng immediately followed his gaze.
He saw Fan Shaoqing slowly emerge from a shadowy corner. With a faintly apologetic expression, he clasped his fists and said, "Indeed. Qin Shaofeng has just rendered great service to our Seven Stars Sect, and I personally promised him that he may receive the treatment of a Core Disciple. No matter what he has done before, I must protect him. I hope Brother