It wasn't until later, when Qi Jin realized that each division was being targeted and retaliated against one by one.
He then understood that "just find something to do" wasn't at all what he thought it meant; the desire to kill the master was stronger than ever before.
If he had known this person was capable of so much trouble, he might as well have let him go cause chaos in Hua Country!
Even if he was walking into a trap, it was a trap of his own making!
In short: he deserved it!
Meanwhile, on the other side.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the old Fu family mansion was somewhat tense and confrontational.
Fu Qiyuan sat in the main seat, his expression as cold as ice.
On both sides, seats were filled with people from the direct and collateral branches of the family.
In Fu Qiyuan's hand was a tablet, his slender fingers sliding across the screen.
His whole body radiated an aura of authority and deterrence that was naturally commanding.
