You must know that Dongfang Lu initially wasted a lot of opportunities by playing cat and mouse. Later, when Dongfang Ya was attacked, he didn't even let out a fart.
That's the Great Elder's own grandson. Abandoning him like this, he'll probably have no place in the clan when he returns.
Thinking of this, Dongfang Lu gritted his teeth. At first, he was just putting on a false front, but now he was somewhat eager for Xia Feng to accept him.
Xia Feng sensed the other's emotional fluctuation and smiled.
Dongfang Lu's expression relaxed considerably, but in the next second, his face froze. He looked at the ancient divine artifact that had pierced through his chest in an instant, opening his mouth as if wanting to ask why.
Xia Feng naturally withdrew the Heaven-Burying Sword, flicked the bloodstains off it, and casually returned it to its sheath.
