"What overbearing lightning. I've never seen anything like it in the Northern Lands."
"Such a tremendous display—it should be Li Thunder. After all, Li Thunder prizes sheer spectacle above all else. These days, only people overseas still cultivate it."
"An overseas Thunder Cultivator? Looks like he's here to take part in hunting the Ming Beasts and claim a slice of the pie. I wonder who he's affiliated with."
"Certainly not Peaceful Way Abbey."
"What makes you say that?"
"The man he struck dead with a Thunderbolt earlier was precisely the agent Peaceful Way Abbey had chosen. That man reeked of bloody killing intent. Who knows how much Blood Qi he'd swallowed to provoke such fury?"
"I see. Peaceful Way Abbey is in for a headache now."
"I just didn't expect Peaceful Way Abbey to employ someone like that."
"Heh. There's nothing new under the sun. They're all the same."
Two figures swept through the air above the hunting grounds. Seemingly aware of Jia Hua's presence, they deliberately exchanged a few remarks.
Jia Hua naturally heard them, but paid them no mind.
Even if he wanted to, there was nothing he could do. He really had been too hasty this time.
Since the man had already died at Li Fuchan's hands, what he needed to consider now was how to clean up the mess.
After pondering for a long while, a thought rose in his mind: What if I went in myself?
An instant later, he suppressed it.
With his physique and his paltry abilities, he probably wouldn't come back out if he went in.
After returning, Jia Hua reported everything to his senior brother in full, then went to have a look at Xu Xuan.
Xu Xuan had already resumed managing affairs, but his methods had become even more vicious