A New Target

Sun Yang, is a young man around 22 years old. A direct descendant of the Sun clan founder. His business [Synthetic Creation] is a popular brand of tools and other household items. Selling to the masses for lots of profits. But don't be mistaken, just because he owns a business doesn't make him a successful businessman or a smart person.

He was just lucky enough to inherit this business from his parents, arrogant enough to claim himself a genius. When it's really the people underneath him, whom his parents hired before dying that keep this company from collapsing and his moronic ideas at bay.

Sun Yang spins the glass cup in his hand softly. Letting the wine in its breathe, he brings the cup to his lips. Taking a sip of the blue icy liquid inside of it. Sun Yang could not help but look at a specific couple with anger in his eyes.

'How dare she leave me for a lowborn!?'

Yang said in his mind, drinking more of the [Ice Wine] to drown his anger. He was once betrothal to a daughter of the Wu clan. At the time a girl with lots of potential and an envious amount of talent. But during her 15 birthdays, she lost her talents. And with it their promise of marriage.

It made sense at that time to do so, after all, it made no sense to marry some low-talented cultivator. That could affect his future offspring. So, he-no she broke the betrothal, allowing him to try to get a marriage with the new clan and sect heir. Wu Xinyang, but no matter how much he tries, she kept rejecting him, leaving him no choice but to look for another suitable candidate to be his wife.

But no matter how much he looks for, he could never find one that satisfied all his requirements. So, could you imagine his surprise when he heard his old fiancé got her talents back!? But now is married to some lowborn bastard?!

'His talents aren't anything to write home about! I am countless stars more talented than that lowborn!'

Yang thinks to himself once again as he looks at the dancing their hearts off. Enjoying the cheery mood of this wedding celebration. The smiles on their faces made him feel sick to his stomach. He couldn't believe she could be so happy about being bound by marriage to such a weak guy.

As the music dies down and a new song is introduced, the couple breaks apart from each other. The bride seems to want to enjoy some time outside. The groom nods his head as he goes towards one of the buffet tables. Probably to get something to eat and drink.

This became his perfect time to strike as he follows the bride outside. To a small garden that is connected to the room where all the celebrations are happening and where the bows will soon happen once the Dragon Priest arrives. The bride sits down on a bench, enjoying the fresh air as she smiles brightly. But as she notices Yang's presence, her smile disappears.

"Good afternoon Sun Yang"

"Good afternoon Wu Zhihui, or should I call you Zhizhi-"

"You aren't allowed to call me by that nickname" Her ice tone broke through a sentence, her eyes having the fire of range in them.

"Now now, is that any way to treat your old fiancé?"

"It's the right way to treat a man who left me because I lost my talents."

"Left you? No not my Zhizhi, you are the one that left me. Felling so ashamed about your lack of talent that you broke things off"

"Is that how you remember it? I really don't know what the younger me saw in you. But truly arrogance without strength is truly pathetic"

"What-"

"Just shut up rich boy, you aren't nothing special. Now leave me alone so I can enjoy my wedding in peace"

"Listing here yo-"

"Who in God's name do you think you are? Do you really hate living that much"

A cold manly voice came from behind Yang, as a red bright sword is pressed against his pale neck. Breaking the skin apart and drawing in some of his fresh red blood.

"Lowborn bastard! Do you even know who I am!? I am Sun Yang! A direct descendant of the Sun clan"

"To me, you are nothing more that shit that is sticking to my wife's shoes, now get out of here before I add another kill to my list"

"You dare-"

"Enough! Yang, I had it up to here with you! You are nothing more than a pathetic man who thinks he is special because your parents were rich! You have done nothing significant in your life. Now please for the love of the Celestial Dragon, do the first smart thing in your life and leave us alone"

"I won't forget what happens here, you will be both hearing from me soon," Yang said, his face red with pure anger and fury. He walks away from the couple, walking out of the celebration. He could not stand celebrating the marriage of such a whore and bastard with a smile on his face.

Mor's eyes never left the back of Yang, as he made a mental note of his name and appearance. Someone else to add to his kill list.

"Stop"

"What I haven't done anything yet"

"Exactly, do you think I don't know what you are thinking? Please don't cause any trouble, he won't bother us anymore. There is no reason to pay attention to such shitheads"

"Alright, I won't go out of my way to kill him"

"Thank you Mors, now what did you bring me to eat? I am starving!"

"Haha when are you not? I brought your favorites"