"Could Fan have offended the Sky Wolf Gang?"
At Mo Huaishan's words, Mo Feng's heart gave a sudden lurch.
Mo Feng followed that train of thought, and the more he considered it, the more likely it seemed:
"That's entirely possible! Fan spent some time frequenting Willow Lane and the Fragrant Pavilion before. Those are all Sky Wolf Gang businesses. He was young and hot-blooded, so he might well have clashed with their men..."
"But Fan had superior aptitude, and several martial schools valued him back then, so the Sky Wolf Gang naturally wouldn't dare provoke him openly. Now that he's gone to the Chaos Blade Sect and hasn't returned for months, they couldn't hold back any longer and decided to vent their anger on us?"
The more the father and son thought about it, the more they felt this was the only explanation that made sense.
Mo Feng slapped the bed boards furiously, accidentally pulling at his wound and letting out another series of agonized cries:
"Damn the Sky Wolf Gang! They must be tired of living! When Fan comes back, I'll have him wipe them out, every last member!"
But soon, something else seemed to occur to Mo Feng, and deep worry spread across his face:
"Ah, Fan has been at the Chaos Blade Sect for over four months now. We haven't been able to contact him, and he hasn't come home even on his days off. Who knows..."
Mo Huaishan interrupted him irritably:
"Stop worrying about things that aren't there. Fan has superior aptitude. The Chaos Blade Sect must value him highly. Perhaps the sect master even took him as a personal disciple."
"I've heard that the first few months of martial training are especially important. It's the best time to lay a foundation. Only with a solid