Duan Yanran returned to the villa at ten o'clock and went straight upstairs to take a shower. She had been in the hospital for several days and had no chance to come back to bathe whenever she had time.
Ling Tianyu was in the kitchen, simmering medicine while calculating the time; their confrontation with the five major clans was approaching. However, he had already made up his mind that within one month, he must find a way to restore his spiritual power and strike first.
They had become so shameless, so he would use every trick in his arsenal, including poison and assassination. Against them, there was no need to speak of righteousness; it was a matter of fighting fire with fire.
The five major clans would probably have to endure Ling Tianyu's retaliation. They might have some peace for this month, but after that, Northern Sea would surely undergo a reshuffling.
What a pity, Ling Tianyu still didn't know about the cremated remains.