Tianjiao Martial Arts School.
Martial Arts Practice Field.
Chen Zifeng was leisurely sipping tea with his legs crossed atop a chair.
In his eyes, Tang Yun was nothing but a slightly pretty Cinderella with no power or background.
If she's dead, then so be it!
However, he was still sitting here so late because Lu Ning's words "flatten this place before dawn" had enraged him.
It was like a mighty lion hearing a jackal vow to snap its spine.
Chen Zifeng decided to wait here for Lu Ning's return.
To see whether it was he who would level his martial arts school or himself, personally breaking every bone in Lu Ning's body.
A few minutes later...
The roar of an engine grew from distant to near.
Screech...
Lu Ning slammed on the brakes, his body radiating an aura of sky-high murderous intent.
He stepped through the gates of Tianjiao Martial Arts School, one stride at a time.
Clang...