Perhaps the Shen Family member had never thought Xiao Yi could survive, or perhaps they simply didn't care about a low-level player like him. Before leaving, the player who had broken Xiao Yi's legs even mockingly told him his name.
Shen Family. Shen Tao.
"Uncle, once you're feeling a little better, you should quit the game. Auntie, her cousin, and the others are all worried about you. Don't worry about money. I've earned some in Zone 18."
Xiao Yi looked at the message Xiao Fan had sent, then at his empty pant leg. He hesitated, but couldn't bring himself to refuse. In the end, he let out a deep sigh.
"Xiao Fan, thanks for the effort."
After closing the chat window, Xiao Fan swung his fist down against the ground, his face livid. His bloodshot eyes burned red, and a suppressed growl rumbled from his throat. "Shen Tao! Shen Family!"
Everything in Cloud Sea was unclaimed. If the Shen Family had driven Uncle away for the Heavenly Spirit Grass, Xiao Fan wouldn't have thought they were in the wrong. He understood the principle that the strong claimed what they could.
But no matter what, Uncle had already apologized and begged for mercy. Shen Tao had still broken both his legs and thrown him into the deserted wilderness.
They had never planned to let his uncle, Xiao Yi, go.
Xiao Fan's face darkened.
All Xiao Fan knew about the Shen Family was that they were one of the Four Great Families of Dragon Nation. He knew nothing else.
If he wanted revenge, he had to learn about the Shen Family.
Xiao Fan suddenly thought of Qin Muyu. She was from another of the Four Great Families, so she should know something about the Shen Family.
He was just about to