Blind to a Man's True Nature

Zhang Xiaofan used the Soul-Locking Technique to trap Lu Cang's soul inside his skull. Then, carrying Lu Cang's head, he landed beside Lu Chan.

Lu Chan lay sprawled on the ground. Her mind was in chaos, and she was completely unaware of what was happening around her.

Clearly, Zhang Xiaofan did not want Lu Chan to die so easily. His spiritual sense forcibly surged into her sea of consciousness.

In Lu Chan's current state, her sea of consciousness was like an undefended city, easily breached by Zhang Xiaofan.

Zhang Xiaofan's spiritual sense crashed toward Lu Chan's soul like surging waves.

Under the stimulation of Zhang Xiaofan's spiritual sense, Lu Chan gradually regained consciousness.

However, forcibly restoring Lu Chan's awareness in this manner carried enormous risks and might inflict irreparable, permanent damage upon her soul.

But at this moment, how could Zhang Xiaofan care whether Lu Chan's soul would be harmed?

He simply did not want Lu Chan to die too easily.

If Lu Chan died in a muddled haze, would that not be letting her off too lightly?

"Lu Chan, look who this is," Zhang Xiaofan said smugly.

He waved Lu Cang's severed head before Lu Chan's eyes.

His gaze was brimming with excitement.

He felt that this was the most satisfying moment since he and Lu Chan had married.

Not even successfully forming his Golden Core had made him as delighted as he was now.

Seeing the head in Zhang Xiaofan's hand still dripping with blood, seeing her father's eyes wide open in death, Lu Chan's pupils suddenly contracted as unprecedented grief surged into her heart.

Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and a hoarse growl escaped her lips.

"Father!"

She raised her head and looked at Zhang Xiaofan's smug face. Her eyes suddenly turned vicious.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you