Sha Vejun also felt the pressure emitted from Xuan, but the rage of losing his son and his belief in his superior cultivation made him scoff.
"Doesn't matter what tricks you pull, today you are going to pay..." He threatened Xuan, then his mad gaze darted at Zhao Zen Wu.
"I have no idea what your relationship is with this bastard. Today you'll meet your end, but don't worry, my men will take care of your people after you die a meaningless death by my hands."
He didn't care if he had to fight them both. To him, his cultivation was superior, and with Xuan's pitiful cultivation, his only true opponent was Zhao Zen Wu.
Zhao Zen Wu answered, "I warned you earlier. My purpose in visiting you was to stop you before you lost something very precious, but it seems you still haven't understood the gravity of the situation even after losing your bastard son."
