You really cause trouble no matter where you go, kid.
The Young Sect Leader got killed by you—of course they're going to risk everything against you!
Jian Chuan shook his head slightly, stepped forward and said calmly, "Leave it to me!"
One man facing the entire Yuanli Sect group, yet utterly imposing!
Xu Yang never had any doubt about Jian Chuan's strength.
The West Ling Sword Saint's reputation is hard-earned and solid!
If it were the Zhang Family or some other great clan, maybe someone could block Jian Chuan, but the Yuanli Sect? Not a chance!
"Xu Yang, you little bastard, you—"
Lin Dong's furious shout cut off abruptly!
Like someone had grabbed him by the throat!
First he saw Zhou Wang's corpse, then he saw Jian Chuan.
He didn't recognize Jian Chuan, but felt a deep, instinctive terror!
"You you you...!"
The Yuanli Sect's Grand Elder's eyes popped wide, almost like he'd seen a ghost. He pointed at Jian Chuan, lips trembling too much to speak clearly!
