He panted, until Ning Hemian stepped forward, shook his arm, her eyes full of worry and affection; only then did the gloom in his mind gradually recede, and he gently waved his hand.
His complexion soon returned to normal. He sat on the stone bench for a moment, eyes somewhat vacant.
To whom should this hatred be avenged? He already knew much, understood it was Chi Wei and Jiang Boqing's bargain that forced Tang Jin Sect to strike south… At the time, Chi Zhiyun did not wish to dirty her own hands, left Ning Family to hold the fort, watched from the shadows.
Now Chi Wei is dead, Jiang Boqing also is dead; where can this enmity go? To Ning Wan, who presided over the matter, and Ning Family Members? To put all the hatred on Chi Family Members? Thinking over and over, Li Xuanfeng gripped the Golden Bow and closed his eyes.
