The Shangguan Residence was destroyed just like that, everything vanished into smoke, but the grudges were not so easily erased.
Shangguan Haotian looked gloomily at the ruins of the Shangguan Residence, his hands clenching inch by inch at his sides, his expression frozen.
Shangguan Haotian was visibly injured, his face frighteningly pale.
Three steps away from Shangguan Haotian was Xuanyuan Qing'ao. At this moment, Xuanyuan Qing'ao had lost his previous calm demeanor, his eyes sullen. He glanced at the smoky ruins in the distance, then turned to look at Shangguan Haotian, his lips moved, questioning Shangguan Haotian directly.
"What do you plan to do now?"
Xuanyuan Qing'ao asked the question rather directly, not caring whether saying such things in his position might be inappropriate given the circumstances.
