Looking at Manager Jia's figure, Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with extreme coldness and murderous intent.
This person is merely a watchdog for the Jardine Clan, yet he wants to kill his entire family and all of his friends.
Can he endure this?
No!
He doesn't want to wait until the enemy kills his friends to seek revenge; by then, it might be too late.
So, he must strike first to gain the upper hand.
Both have intense murderous intent and hatred, unwilling to see the other live.
This battle is inevitable.
Many martial artists watching couldn't help but avoid it for fear of being caught in the crossfire.
About a few hundred meters from the pavilion, on a wooden chair, sat Crown Prince Feng Yinshan, who had just arrived at Ling Yue Bieyuan.
Standing next to him were Ming Jin and Feng Yanran.
"Still late."
Feng Yinshan said this, yet a smile appeared on his face.
The more eye-catching Ling Xiao's performance is, the better for him, as then no one will notice what he's doing.
