"Qin Douyuan! You've been watching for quite some time now, haven't you had enough?"
Luo Cheng's calm and detached tone echoed throughout the valley, reaching the ears of everyone present with crystal clarity.
The crowd followed his gaze, all looking in unison.
At the back of the throng on the outskirts of the valley stood a tall, bearded middle-aged man with thin lips, who gave off an ominous and grim aura.
This man was none other than Outer Elder Qin Douyuan!
Ever since he heard that Luo Cheng was being hunted by the Blood Eagle, certain to die without a chance of survival,
Qin Douyuan had been in an exceptionally pleasant mood—unprecedentedly good!
Earlier today, he had been leisurely enjoying tea with a few friends.
But when word reached him that Luo Cheng had returned to the sect, it was as if a thunderclap had struck!
The news enraged him so much that he almost killed the Outer Disciple who delivered it with a single palm strike!
