Intense Hatred

Outside, a group of men were on their way to capture Fang Xuan after Dong Huiqing and his lackeys reported that he had killed his own mother. 

Their goal: to frame him and ruin his life once and for all. 

"It's absurd to think that a weak kid could do such a thing," muttered one of the town guards. 

"Yeah, and I heard he can't even practice basic martial arts. How could he kill anyone?" added another.

"Enough chatter. Let's get this over with and earn Dong Huiqing's favor," urged another impatiently. 

They stood before the door, but instead of knocking, they decided to assert their authority.

BANG!

The door burst open with a loud thud! 

The barged in, expecting resistance.

However, the suspect in question sat on the floor with a blank expression.

Fang Xuan was quiet, visibly depressed, just staring into empty air. 

"What happened? Did he really kill Liu Ming?" 

At the mention of his mother's name, Fang Xuan snapped his head around, his intense gaze causing them to back away instinctively. 

"Who told you about my mother?" he demanded, his voice cold and filled with anger.

Before anyone could respond, Fang Xuan's voice rose sharply, "Tell me, who told you about my mother?"

They exchanged uneasy glances, hesitant to speak.

Fang Xuan's demeanor shifted from depressed to enraged. 

They felt he wasn't the same kid they remembered. 

"You won't answer?" he growled, clenching his fists in anger. He knew that whoever wanted to frame him was responsible for his mother's death.

"Then, you can all just die !" 

Without a warning, he bolted towards the nearest person, his fist clenched tight. 

The middle-age man was so surprised by the sudden movement that he couldn't even react before Fang Xuan's punch connected with his stomach. 

And the outcome was not what anyone had expected. 

Instead of a simple thud, a sickening crunch rang out as the punch pierced through the man's stomach completely.

They gasped in horror after witnessing such a brutal display.

Blood and other internal organs mingled with the scent of fear in the air, their initial confidence now shattered to pieces. 

The power behind that punch was not normal. 

Meanwhile, Fang Xuan looked livid. He had just killed someone for the very first time.

But surprisingly, he didn't feel any remorse or guilt; instead, he felt liberated, alive, and excited. 

"Who told you about my mother?" he asked again, his tone now much colder and intimidating 

One of the braver ones tried to speak, to reason with him, but the words were caught in his throat. 

He could see the madness in Fang Xuan's eyes, a madness that seemed to have been unleashed by their accusation. 

Fang Xuan took a step forward, his fists still trembling from anger

"If any of you lie...I'll kill you," he threatened, his voice now cold and menacing. 

They nervously glanced at each other, unsure how to react to his terrifying threat. 

Some even wondered if Fang Xuan had been concealing his abilities all along. 

"I... It's Dong Huiqing," answered by one of them, unable to contain his fear any longer. 

He felt it wasn't worth risking his life to protect someone he barely knew.

"Dong Huiqing...?" Fang Xuan's voice trembled slightly as he repeated the name, but it wasn't fear he felt; it was intense hatred.