Ji Hongguang glanced at his niece Ji Lingling, who was already in a deep sleep, with a thoughtful expression.
"Ling'er, don't blame your second uncle for being ruthless. Hong Pu is the Chief Disciple of the Spiritual Spring Sect. If you follow him, you won't only have glory and wealth, but I can also benefit. Only this way can our Ji Family restore its past glory and avenge the blood feud that destroyed our family!"
After a righteous monologue, Ji Hongguang suddenly heard screams coming from afar.
Perceiving this, a sinister victorious smile immediately tugged at the corner of his mouth. It seemed the five hundred top-grade Spirit Stones hadn't been spent in vain. Surely, Wuo Gang must have succeeded.
Thinking of this, he glanced outside again; the sun was setting. The agreed time with Hong Pu was almost near.
With these thoughts, Ji Hongguang did not hesitate. He hoisted Ji Lingling on his shoulders and headed toward Hong Pu's private cave dwelling.
