"Master, the Shadow Recording Crystal is aimed at him." Sui Yiren said to Shen Qinglin beside him. He wanted to record the entire process of Su Chen's downfall, failure, his journey from paradise to hell, from glory to disgrace.
By then, he would show it to Little Junior Sister Shen Yiyao, letting her see that Su Chen was no match for him, far inferior.
Thinking of Shen Yiyao, the resentment and hatred in Sui Yiren's heart grew ever more intense.
Since returning from Dragon Carp Sea last time, Little Junior Sister had been in secluded cultivation, unwilling to see anyone to this day, let alone see him. Not even the Master could see her.
Her heart was still filled with Su Chen.
Why?!!!
"Young boy Su, use this." At the same moment, seeing Su Chen already beneath the city gate, seemingly about to leave his name, Ling Tuzhi hesitated again and again and shouted. In his hand, there appeared a sword.
The sword was black, purely black.
It was somewhat broad and thick.
