Shen Ci'an's mood was gloomy; the scene of the Blood Clan's extermination was too brutal, and hatred burned fiercely in his heart.
Su Muyao handed the freshly made porridge to Shen Ci'an, saying, "Eat something first, and once we go out, we'll find those Law Enforcement Disciples and kill them one by one."
Shen Ci'an was not in the right mental state, but she knew her persuasion would be futile.
Some hatred and emotions can only be vented, so it's best to go find some Bright Hall Law Enforcement Disciples to kill.
As for those with high power, they will continue to kill them once their strength increases.
Shen Ci'an looked at the porridge Su Muyao handed over. He actually didn't want to drink it; he had no appetite at all.
But facing wife's gaze, he couldn't utter a word of rejection.
He didn't want her to worry either.
Fortunately, she was still by his side at this time; otherwise, he felt he would go mad and completely lose control of his emotions.
