Xue Wei felt that all his efforts were ruthlessly shattered by reality.
He kicked over all the furniture, turning the room into a complete mess.
The flames of anger burned ever more fiercely, almost reducing the walls of the room to ashes.
Xue Wei's fury made him lose his sanity; he only wanted to relieve his inner oppression and pain through this intense venting.
But he found himself unable to shake off that oppressive emotion.
As time passed, Xue Wei gradually calmed his anger. Although his face still showed rage, the atmosphere slowly became tranquil.
He sat on the ground powerlessly, his eyes hollow, seemingly drained of all energy.
He took a deep breath, attempting to soothe his chaotic feelings.
"Xue Zhao, Ye Qingchen, just you wait! This time you've truly provoked me! I won't let you off easily!"
The next day.
The Xue Family's Beast Fighting Arena became the focus of attention, the scene exceedingly lively.
