Cursed Boy
"Welcome back, Fang."
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Despite not hearing his father's voice in over a year, the only thing Xiao Fang could feel in that moment was rage. For more than 20 years his mother had been a prisoner in this sect, but in all that time, Xiao Fang had never seen his father visit her even once.
"What does the Chaos sect want with Yu An?" Xiao Fang asked, getting straight to the point.
Many of the Elders, including Xiao Jianhong, were surprised by his words.
"So you already know that much. I could tell you, but what would you do if you knew?" Xiao Jianhong replied.
"What I do with that information will be up to me, but one way or another, I will get the answer I need," Xiao Fang said as his muscles flexed and his grip tightened on his sword.
This was the first time Xiao Jing was seeing her older brother, so she couldn't help but get excited to see what he could do.