Lan Xiaodie returned to the Five Poison Sect Headquarters, her heart full of raging anger, like surging magma churning in her chest, completely consuming her rationality, with all her hatred unreservedly focused on Shi Feiyang alone.
Her eyes were bloodshot, like two burning fireballs, staring intently at the portrait of Shi Feiyang on the wall.
Her gaze seemed as if it could burn a hole through the portrait.
"Shi Feiyang, you have brought such great shame and humiliation to my Five Poison Sect, I must make you pay a terrible price. Even tearing you into pieces wouldn't suffice to quench the hatred in my heart!" Lan Xiaodie whispered through clenched teeth, a chilling determination in her voice.
To execute her plan of revenge, Lan Xiaodie immediately summoned the elite cult members who excelled in tracking and assassination.
Each of these members was agile, their eyes sharp like a hawk's, having operated in the shadows for years, exuding a cold aura.
