Fang Yan's mind went blank, and he couldn't process what he had heard.
First of all, his knowledge of the cultivation world is still too shallow and there are many things he didn't know.
If what this man said is true, then this Fang Family is related to dark cultivation?
His body shuddered a bit, and he turned around to look at the middle-aged man.
He wanted to say something, but words couldn't come out of his mouth.
Seeing his gaze, the man understood what Fang Yan wanted to say, but he shook his head.
"I can't do anything."
Fang Yan let out a sigh, shook his head, and looked determined.
His fists were clenched, and he vowed vengeance on those responsible for his father's death.
"I saw you touching my father's head?" He asked the man.
The middle-aged man was stunned. He couldn't get those reddish blue eyes that were staring at him out of his head. For the first time in his life, he felt he was staring at someone he shouldn't have been.
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