Zhao Tianxing gritted his teeth, cold sweat streaming down his forehead, but he didn't make a sound.
"What happened? Who hurt you?" Chu Fan's voice was low, carrying a hint of coldness.
Zhao Tianxing panted heavily, his eyes burning with resentment and hatred. "It was the White Tiger Gang…"
"You clashed with the White Tiger Gang?" Chu Fan was taken aback. "They dare to attack a member of the Seven Stars Gang?"
In Cyan Yang City, the White Tiger Gang was considered a second-rate gang at best, surviving by clinging to the Blood Saber Sect.
With the Blood Saber Sect now in decline, wouldn't attacking a Seven Stars Gang disciple be suicide?
Chu Fan looked at Zhao Tianxing. With Tianxing's current Blood Refining Realm strength and his Great Success mastery of the Moon Eclipse Arrow, as long as he maintained his distance, killing someone at the Bone Marrow Forging Realm—while not exactly effortless—shouldn't have been too difficult.
