"Damn that Lin Heng! He got my clan to cut off my resources for ten thousand years, and I have to spend a thousand years in confinement."
"But today is the day you and your Battle Heaven Pavilion die."
"Seeing you and the Battle Heaven Pavilion destroyed with my own eyes before I go into confinement will at least let me vent some of the resentment in my heart."
Yan Feng muttered under his breath in front of the Fire Clan's sect, giving voice to his grievances against Lin Heng.
Judging by the eager excitement in his eyes, he seemed to have already seen Lin Heng and the Battle Heaven Pavilion wiped out.
Just as Yan Feng imagined the Battle Heaven Pavilion's destruction, a smug smile spreading across his face, two figures appeared before him.
The newcomers were Lin Heng and Sun Yuan. One look at Yan Feng's expression told them that the little bastard was up to no good.
"Buddy, is Lin Heng dead yet?"
Sun Yuan leaned his face close with a grin and asked softly.
Yan Feng was still lost in his own fantasies and failed to notice that Sun Yuan was the one speaking. He nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at grain.
"Soon, soon! That bastard Lin Heng's heart is being pierced by ten thousand arrows right now. Let's see him survive this!"
Judging by how delighted Yan Feng was, one would have thought he had become the Fire Clan's patriarch.
His expression was hard to describe; he looked about the same as someone who had eaten bee shit.
Lin Heng raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Really? How come I didn't know my heart was being pierced by ten thousand arrows?"
"How could you not know? What the hell do you-"
Yan Feng had been