Slap in the Face

  In the Zhao Mansion of Shang Wu City, all the Aperture Tempering realm cultivators were gathered here. They looked at the formation in the study room, but there was no one inside.

 The rest of the Zhao family members stood at the side in fear. They did not know what had happened. Some of their families were even crying in fear.

 Chou Yuanceng would never tell his family about the backup plan he had prepared. In Chou Yuanceng's heart, other than himself, everything else could be used.

 The only difference was how much value he could make use of it and how much effort he needed to put in.

Chen Fei appeared in a corner of the city and looked at the Zhao Mansion from afar. At this moment, the auras of cultivators in the aperture tempering realm were mixed together there, and the city's guards had completely surrounded the area.