Two lives and a million in compensation, that's enough for me to take Wu Qing's life, no matter who his mentor is.
Not even the Heavenly King himself could stop me.
He must die!
Zhou Ling didn't expect to have helped her father avenge so easily; she sat there, surprised, for a long time before she finally got up, hugged me, and said,
"I thought... I thought... Thank you, thank you for avenging my father, from now on I'm your support. If you ever need help in the future, I'll stand by your side, ready to take a knife for you. No one can bully you... I no longer have a father... but... I can protect you!"
I looked at Zhou Ling, my heart filled with pity for the girl; she was quite pitiable.
Her own grandmother was a Chuma Disciple, yet she had no idea, and she even accidentally kicked Yellow Skin, nearly losing her life.
It was only with great difficulty that the matter had been settled, and yet her father had encountered such misfortune.