A philosopher once said that the world's happiness and sorrow are equal. If someone is happy, it means somewhere else someone is bound to be sad.
At this moment, happiness belonged to Ye Chuxue, and sorrow belonged to Yuann Hua!
Inside a private hospital in Hang City, Yuann Hua lay on the hospital bed, staring at his head, bandaged like a Mummy, as fury rose within him like a surging tide.
"Damn it! Damn it! Li Chen, if I don't kill you, I, Yuann Hua, swear not to call myself a man, swear not to call myself a man!"
Seeing Yuann Hua seething with Thunderous Fury, Yuann Jinsan hurried over to comfort him: "Yuann Hua, what's done is done, anger will not help matters."
Yuann Hua ranted hysterically, as if enraged, "Grandfather, that Immortal Master Li chopped off my ear, we can't just let this go, can we?"
