Bang...
"Get out! All of you, get out!"
"I want Lin Shisan dead! I want that madwoman to die without a place to be buried!"
"Young Master Yun..."
"Mm, it's all right. You can all leave. I have something to discuss with my younger brother."
A square-faced young man wore sumptuous brocade robes, his bearing refined but his eyes as deep as still water.
He waved the four servants out of the room, then walked up to Ling Lei with a faint smile. "Why such a temper today?"
Another young man had come with him.
It was none other than Senior Brother Hong, Hong Tong, the young man who had entered the Nine Yang Pavilion through the back door.
The hot-tempered one was Ling Lei.
At the Heavenly Star Pavilion, Lin Shisan had struck him with a single punch that had left him bedridden for ten days.
Even circulating his spiritual energy caused him heart-piercing pain.
"Brother, when are you going to act? I must have Lin Shisan dead, and that slut too! I want them both dead!"
Ling Lei practically shouted the words.
In his carelessness, he nearly fell off the bed.
Hong Tong reacted swiftly, stepping forward to help Ling Lei back onto the bed.
The young man in sumptuous brocade robes was Ling Lei's own elder brother, Ling Yun, a Core Disciple of the Ling Household's younger generation in the fifth Meridian Opening realm.
Even within the Danyang Sect, he was a presence not to be underestimated. He and Gu Feiyu were close friends; they were the ones who moved in the same circle.
"All right, all right, I know. I'll take care of it for you."
Ling Lei furrowed his brows and smiled faintly, every bit a good elder brother.
As he spoke, he lightly pointed