"Chu Xuanyi! You killed more than 300 of my fellow disciples, and I want you to pay with your blood!" Shen Yichen's eyes were cold, like a life-threatening ghost from the underworld.
"No, don't!" As soon as Chu Yun finished speaking, the cold dagger in Shen Yichen's hand had already pierced into Chu Xuanyi's chest...
"Father!" Chu Yun fell to the ground and looked at the dark-faced man in front of her in disbelief.
Apparently they agreed yesterday to fly away together...
Purpose: To serve the common people or to keep one's duty