Supreme Sword Sovereign

"Zuo Yang?"

"Fatty Fu?"

Listening to Meng Qian's account, Meng Xing's tone had turned icy cold.

"This is outrageous!"

"Brother!"

The more Meng Qian spoke, the more hatred she felt.

"That Fatty Fu must be Zuo Yang. Otherwise, why would it be such a coincidence that he targets our two families? Second Brother... Second Brother, he..."

As she spoke, she began to sob uncontrollably.

"Alright! Alright!"

Meng Xing's face had turned extremely cold, and a barely noticeable silver light flashed in his eyes.

"I will avenge this!"

With that, he turned and left immediately!

"Brother!"

Meng Qian was taken aback.

"Where... are you going?"

"Revenge!"

Meng Xing's tone was chilling.

"Since Zuo Yang killed my second brother, it's only fair to return the favor. I'm going to take down the head of Fengwu Academy! And also... vent your anger!"

"But..."

Meng Qian hesitated.

"Zuo Yang threatened us, saying..."

"Threatened?"

Meng Xing sneered.

"I have never feared any threats in my life! Besides, he threatened our ancestors not to act, but... that doesn't mean I can't! Just wait..."

Boom!

Suddenly, a sound of something breaking through the air came from afar.

The next moment, a figure landed in front of them!

Meng Qing!

"Hmm?"

Seeing Meng Xing, he paused for a moment, and the frustration in his heart eased a bit.

"When did you return?"

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

Meng Xing bowed.

"Just arrived not long ago."

"Not bad."

Meng Qing looked him over.