บท 679: Eight Bearer Palanquin

As he looked at the distant violet clothed young man, Zi Shang’s eyes stared wide open, and his body started trembling slightly.

At this moment, he seemed as if he’d seen his mortal enemy!

In truth, in Zi Shang’s heart, he’d long since taken the violet clothed young man before him to be a mortal enemy, and it was an irreconcilable enemy.

He was unable to forget the humiliation the violet clothed young man gave him that day for his entire lifetime.

As far as he was concerned, the hatred in his heart could only be vented with the violet clothed young man’s death!

"Hmm?" Zi Shang’s loss of composure was noticed by the old man that walked ahead of him, his master. "Zi Shang, what’s wrong?"

Zi Shang took a deep breath, his surging feelings were unable to calm down for some time, so he was temporarily unable to answer the old man.