Standing in the bone-chilling wilderness, Xiao Chan felt as if his very blood was on fire.
During the day.
The tyranny of the Primordial Sect disciples, Lu Yi's subservience, the utter mess inside the Pill Shop, the grievances of Ding Fei and Zhao Deyou—it all gave him the strange feeling that he was experiencing it himself.
It was because he had once been in the same position.
'Jinyun Valley won't handle this, so I will! Jinyun Valley won't kill them, so I will!'
That was it.
That was why he was here. He hadn't come just to kill the Primordial Sect disciples, but also to get justice for Chen Che. In his mind, Ye Zhihan and the others had come to this place because of him, and Chen Che had only been dragged into this mess because of him, too.
The code of the martial world was clear: repay all debts, whether of hatred or of gratitude!
