After Wang Yufan opened the Heaven Sword Sect's forbidden ground, he smiled as he looked at the deepest part of the forbidden ground.
"It seems that old man is quite injured this time. Last night, I had a good talk with him and reasoned with him properly," Wang Yufan thought to himself.
At this moment, the Heaven Sword Sect Old Ancestor, deep within the Heaven Sword Sect's forbidden ground, had several layers of white cloth wrapped around his head, with strands of blood still seeping out. His mouth was swollen, and two or three teeth had fallen out.
He sat cross-legged on a cushion, hunched over, recovering.
Just now, the moment the forbidden ground's door opened, his heart trembled.
He would absolutely never recall the scene from last night again in this lifetime.
That young man was not an inexperienced youth as he had thought; he was simply a devil.
