Xu Ping'an was overjoyed to marry, but what welcomed him was a deception. Eight years of devotion, eight years of infatuation, only to be repaid by the one he loved plucking his spine and devouring his bloodline. "You take my spine, I'll turn my Thunder Sword into bone, defy the heavens to change my fate, and awaken the memories of the Immortal Emperor from a past life." In this life, I will make all those who betrayed me descend into Hell!
North City Gate.
As soon as Xu Ping'an and his group of nine left the city gates, they headed north of the city wall.
However, they hadn't walked far before they sensed a number of powerful figures following them from behind.
And in Xu Ping'an's mind, the character for "danger" was incessantly flashing.
"Seven from behind, eight up front, a total of fifteen," spoke a Seventh Rank Expert at the peak of the Ninth Layer Realm, one of Qin Hanshuang's subordinates.
As he spoke, his gaze towards Xu Ping'an was filled with malice.
Besides him, the looks from the other six men towards Xu Ping'an were also extremely unfriendly.
Xu Ping'an didn't care about their stares; he knew these people were blaming him for putting Qin Hanshuang in peril.
And Xu Ping'an could understand that, after all, Qin Hanshuang was their master, and he was not.