Cuihua Mountain!
A silhouette watched the brightly lit manor at the foot of the mountain from afar, a trace of venomous resentment in their eyes.
It was none other than Hua Wuci!
"Damn it! I can't believe such a flawless plan failed."
"Years of effort, all for nothing."
"It's all because of Li Chuan!"
"But! I'll be back soon!"
"For now, I must return to headquarters and report on this mission."
Saying this, Hua Wuci took one last look at the manor and then swiftly took off, disappearing into the darkness.
...
Inside the manor.
"Sect Leader, what should we do with Elder Xiang?" Wang Yifeng stepped forward and asked.
"Bury him with honors, and place his memorial plaque in the ancestral hall," Li Chuan said calmly, "Use Yamamoto Ichiro's head as a tribute to Elder Xiang."
"Then, grind Yamamoto Ichiro's bones to dust."
"Yes!"
The disciples of the Seven Kills Sect received their orders.
