This broad-chested, magnificent man now had a blazing light in his eyes, dazzlingly bright!
Ruan Xiongfeng looked up at the rising Great Lightning Owl, a sharp gleam in his eyes. Terrifying pressure surged around him, and the Flame of Fighting Spirit that seemed to set his entire body ablaze crushed the surrounding people until none of them dared utter another word.
How many people beneath this starry sky could stand shoulder to shoulder with me, Ruan Xiongfeng? I spent my whole life on the battlefield, and now I had finally found someone worthy of inheriting my legacy.
Anyone who wanted my disciple's life wanted my life!
Bloodthirsty killing intent boiled over. Ruan Xiongfeng directly pulled out a Sky Communicator and casually dialed a number.
After a moment, he raised it to his ear. His disdainful gaze swept indifferently over the surroundings. "Old man, our agreement has been fulfilled."
After he spoke, there was silence on the other end for a moment. Then an aged, regretful voice sounded. "...Where there is gathering, there is parting. Dingchuan ultimately could not keep you. As long as you still acknowledge that you once belonged to Dingchuan, that will be enough."
The Sky Communicator disconnected.
Ruan Xiongfeng grinned at the sky and took out an exquisitely crafted communicator engraved with a flying dragon from his palm, turning it over and over.
In the end, his thumb gently pressed down.
"The final lesson!"
Those four words instantly silenced the voices still questioning him.
They were all shocked by the meaning contained within Ruan Xiongfeng's words.
This Bald Man had actually said "the final lesson." What exactly was he planning to do?
Was he really going to endorse Mu Fan's insane decision? Could he truly abandon everything he had just to teach Mu Fan a lesson?