His movements were fluid and graceful.
Across from him sat Feng Zhiyu, Battle Commander of the Fearless Warband and now a Planet-level Strongman.
However, in stark contrast to Yu Han's calm composure, Feng Zhiyu's face was twisted by an uncontrollable mix of rage and grief.
His eyes, once filled with composure and wisdom, now burned with a tangible, icy killing intent.
A vast aura, one belonging to a Planet-level Strongman and terrifying enough to make the very stars tremble, radiated uncontrollably from his body. The surrounding air seemed to solidify, and even the crisp rustle of the wind through the bamboo forest fell silent.
Inside the stone pavilion, the atmosphere was unbearably tense and oppressive.
"Master Yu Han."
Feng Zhiyu finally spoke.
His voice was hoarse and low, as if he were forcing each word through gritted teeth.
"Shi Dang broke my brother's legs and destroyed his Primordial Acupoints."
