This expert of the Blood Exchange Realm, whom Liu Tianyu had spoken of, was now curled up in a wheelchair. His right leg was wrapped in tiger skin from the knee down, and the festering wound gave off the stench of rotting flesh.
"The disciple recommended by Liu Tianyun?"
He extended his only three remaining fingers, his yellowed nails scratching across the Blood Cicada Order.
"That traitor who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors... did he say anything else?"
'Deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors?!'
A heavy feeling settled in Xu Yunfan's chest. 'Hasn't Liu Tianyun just thrown me into a pit of fire?'
Lin Hanyi saw the look on Xu Yunfan's face and said in a low voice, "Master and his junior brother never really got along, so he always acts like this..."
Xu Yunfan's expression eased considerably. After a moment of thought, he replied, "Liu... He is only at the realm of a First-Level Martial Artist now."
"A First-Level Martial Artist?"
