Lately, Han Sen's life had seemed to be going smoothly. He managed to collect a lot of taxes from people at the Blackgod Shelter, successfully commanded evolvers to hunt for him, and had been given the opportunity to visit the royal shelter as much as he pleased to train against the twin spirits; the days had become relaxing and stress-free.
While Han Sen's life was going well, Xue Yikuang's life was not going well. He had traveled 10,000 miles to the Icefield, only to find out that Han Sen had became the current master of the Blackgod Shelter.
Xue Yikuang was not averse to crowds of people, but if he were to spook Han Sen away, that would be bad.
So Xue Yikuang had been patiently waiting for his moment. He collected as much information on Han Sen as he could, before moving in to kill him.