Thousands of miles away, back at the Zephyr Sect, Disciple Zhuang Lenghui’s identity token suddenly lost its luster and shattered into pieces in the instant that she was murdered. The other Zephyr Sect disciples who saw this immediately reported back to the Sect Elders. In turn, Zhuang Hongsheng also learnt about this in no time.
“Ye Xiuwen, Jun Xiaomo, I, Zhuang Hongsheng, will never let you off the hook! I’m going to make you pay, blood for blood!!!” Zhuang Hongsheng’s eyes were bloodshot and blazing with fiery rage as his aura instantly flourished, shattering all of the surrounding furniture, reducing them to nothing more than sawdust.
Zhuang Hongsheng knew that Ye Xiuwen and Jun Xiaomo’s entourage had captured Zhuang Lenghui. Over the last few days, he had been wracking his brains thinking of a feasible plan to save his daughter. Unfortunately, Zhuang Lenghui’s identity token had just been completely shattered.
In the Zephyr Sect, the shattering of an identity token could only mean one thing – the owner of that identity token had perished through and through. Thus, the Zephyr Sect disciples immediately knew that Zhuang Lenghui died the moment her identity token shattered.
Zhuang Hongsheng didn’t know that the culprit for his daughter’s death was none other than Wei Xingping. Regardless, given his personality, he would still have blamed...