Huh!
Seeing Zhou Heng stride out of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion with such grandeur, Fu Liding was first taken aback, then a wave of intense surprise rose within him.
This kid is just a Moonlight Sovereign, how dare he be so bold?
Does he think he's relying on the Yang family?
If only the Fu Family's servants and followers had died, Fu Liding wouldn't have minded extorting a hefty sum from the Yang family. But now that it was his son who had died, this was a deep hatred that could not be resolved!
Zhou Heng must pay his blood debt with blood, and no one's arrival would make a difference!
"Kid, you really have some nerve!" Fu Liding said coldly. He now believed Zhou Heng definitely had the guts to kill his son—was this guy an idiot, thinking that by clinging to the Yang family, he could do whatever he wanted in Xihai City?
"Young Master isn't fond of killing," Zhou Heng said indifferently, "I'll give you a chance; take your men and scram immediately, or face certain death!"
