A Man Must Settle His Grudges!

A Man Must Settle His Grudges!

"Where did they find this artist? The likeness is eighty percent accurate. No wonder you recognized me."

Jiang Han lightly patted a soldier who had been frightened nearly unconscious and took a sheet of white paper bearing a portrait from his hand.

After only a few exchanges,

Jiang Han learned which faction had put out the wanted bounty on him.

One of the Gama Empire's three great families—the Nalan Family.

As for how they had managed to draw his portrait,

Jiang Han did not even need to think about it. It had definitely come courtesy of the Xiao Family.

Ghost Suppression Pass lay at the far western edge of the Gama Empire, while the Snake-People Tribe was located in the eastern Tagor Desert.

Along the way, he would have to pass through Te Lan City, Wutan City, Black Rock City, the Monster Mountain Range, Rock City, Ink City, and more.

Since that was the case,

he had to pay a visit to the Xiao Family no matter what.

A man living in this world should settle his grudges and grievances as early as possible.

If one's anger remained unresolved, it could lead to a sallow complexion, indigestion, fatigue, dizziness, shortness of breath, rapid breathing...

At the thought of all those dangers, Jiang Han flew even faster.

Wutan City.

On the broad streets, a strikingly handsome young man in a green robe strode forward calmly.

"Eh? Doesn't that guy look familiar?"

"Shh!! He's the man the Nalan Family spent a fortune trying to capture for a whole year without success!"

"I heard he's a Great Master Fighter! He's not someone we can afford to provoke."

"Looks like he's heading for the Xiao Family!"

"Isn't it the Xiao Family Second Elder's birthday today? Could he be here to offer him birthday congratulations?"

The passersby on both sides focused their gazes on Jiang Han, discussing him in small groups with sighs of amazement.

When he entered Wutan City, Jiang Han had also encountered Nalan Family guards.

From what they revealed, he learned that it was the Xiao Family Second Elder who had betrayed his true appearance.

Since it was the Xiao Family Second Elder's birthday today, the gates of the Xiao Family were open to everyone.

Upon entering the Xiao Family, the first thing that met his eyes was hundreds of tables and chairs arranged neatly along a red carpet, with guests already seated. Beyond that was the seat of honor at the end of the carpet.

An elderly man with white hair sat in the main seat. He was the birthday celebrant, the Second Elder.

"Elder, th-that servant is back!"

While the Xiao Family hall was immersed in celebration, a servant rushed in panic-stricken.

"What servant? Where did this servant come from?" The Xiao Family Second Elder was drunk beyond measure.

Xiao Zhan, however, immediately turned grave upon hearing the servant's words.

But before he could rise, a young man slowly strolled into the hall while surrounded by several Xiao Family disciples.

Though those Xiao Family disciples held weapons in their hands, not a single one dared to attack Jiang Han.

Because a year ago, they had witnessed Jiang Han kill a seven-star Great Master Fighter with their own eyes.

"Xiao Family Head, it's been a long time." Jiang Han looked at Xiao Zhan with a smile.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Xiao Zhan raised his wine cup in apology. "Little brother, the Xiao Family truly let you down in this matter."

"Half a month after you killed Nalan Yanran, the Nalan Family came to our door with their people. At first, I did indeed provide them with a false portrait."

"But after the Nalan Family searched for half a year without finding any trace of you, they sent people to secretly contact members of my family and offered them generous rewards."

"At the time, my family members could not resist the temptation. I only learned of it afterward, but by then, nothing could be changed."

After saying that, Xiao Zhan drained the wine in his cup in one gulp, then poured himself two more cups.

He drank all three cups to show his apology.

"Xiao Family Head, I've seen your sincerity."

Jiang Han replied with a smile. Then his gaze fell upon the Second Elder, today's birthday celebrant, and his tone abruptly changed. "But I'm still definitely going to kill him. Otherwise, wouldn't this trip have been for nothing?"

The moment Jiang Han entered the hall, half of the Second Elder's drunkenness had already vanished.

Now that he heard Jiang Han's words brimming with intense killing intent, every trace of drunkenness disappeared.

"Furious Lion's Roar!"

The Xiao Family Second Elder clenched his fists. Amid his furious shout, pale green Dou Qi covered his body, and an illusory lion's head gathered around his face.

He had seen Jiang Han's methods before, so he immediately condensed his Dou Qi into armor.

Jiang Han said nothing. He merely raised his hand calmly, gathering a slender blade of Dou Qi at his fingertips.

Swoosh!

A piercing whistle tore through the air!

The Xiao Family members in the hall and the guests who had come to offer their congratulations did not even have time to react.

The thumb-length blade of Dou Qi had already pierced through the Xiao Family Second Elder's Dou Qi Armor and passed through the center of his brow.

Only when the Xiao Family Second Elder fell stiffly back into his chair did the people in the hall come to their senses. One by one, they stared at Jiang Han in terror and instinctively retreated several steps.

"Xiao Family Head, we'll meet again if fate allows."

After swiftly killing the Second Elder, Jiang Han turned and left.

"Family Head, should we..."

Watching Jiang Han's retreating figure, a Xiao Family steward could not help speaking up.

"Do you want to go up there and throw your life away?" Xiao Zhan snorted coldly.

The pressure Jiang Han now gave him far surpassed what he had felt a year ago.

In his view, Jiang Han's current strength had at least entered the Dou Ling realm. He might even have touched the threshold of Dou Wang.

"Little brother, you need to be careful not only of the Nalan Family. The Yun Lan Sect is looking for you as well."

As if remembering something, Xiao Zhan immediately chased out of the hall and transmitted his voice to Jiang Han's back.

Jiang Han did not turn around. He merely waved a hand in acknowledgment.

The next moment,

wings emerged from Jiang Han's back as he flew eastward.

Leaving behind countless increasingly astonished gazes.

Especially the steward who had wanted to attack earlier—his face was filled with lingering fear and relief.

Before long, news that the Xiao Family Second Elder had been killed, turning his birthday into his death anniversary, spread wildly throughout Wutan City.

High in the sky, Jiang Han beat his wings, becoming a streak of light as he raced after the stars and moon.

After several days of travel, he finally arrived at a city standing within the Tagor Desert.

Mo City.

After asking around, Jiang Han arrived before a shop.

"This should be the place."

Looking at the shop before him, which exuded an ancient air and had the words "Ancient Map" carved on the plaque above its entrance, Jiang Han smiled.

The shop was not very spacious and seemed rather deserted. There was not a single customer, only an elderly man behind the counter with his head lowered as he carefully made maps.

Though the old man's hair was completely white, the withered hand holding a black drawing pen remained steady and powerful.

"Maps of every region in the Tagor Desert are on the shelf over there. Find whatever you need yourself."

The old man did not even raise his head, much less glance at Jiang Han. His aged, indifferent voice echoed through the room.

The display cabinet the old man pointed to held several yellowed maps piled carelessly together.

Some of the maps even bore torn marks on their surfaces, clearly defective products from failed attempts at drawing them.

Jiang Han smiled knowingly. Rather than looking for maps, he pulled over a chair in the room and sat across from the old man.

The host has stared continuously for 5 seconds

Target's strength is lower than the host's. Lock-on failed

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