"To kill my son, Hou Tian, one must pay a blood debt with blood!" the middle-aged man said coldly. "Quickly spread the word that Li Xiaoqiang is at Duantianya. This way, nothing can go wrong."
Li Xiaoqiang sat beside the Dragon Egg, continuously cultivating.
The next day, the sky was clear, but Li Xiaoqiang still didn't strike.
At noon, with the fierce sun shining high in the sky, Li Xiaoqiang was still waiting for the right opportunity.
However, his calmness was a torment for the Dragon Rise Chamber of Commerce who knew that Li Xiaoqiang had arrived at Duantianya.
At this moment, atop Duantianya, Hou Tian stood with his hands clasped behind his back, next to the cliff's edge, gazing into the distance where he could see the rolling mountains, truly feeling as though he was looking down on all the peaks.
By Hou Tian's side stood the man in black.
