Chương 302: 302. Yihé

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The Tathagata Palm had a tremendous power comparable to cannonballs, and Lu Yao couldn't have been more satisfied.

He had become increasingly skilled with this move, not only in the speed of its execution but also in the ability to hold it back until the timing was perfect to strike.

Looking at Wendy, who was lying on the ground unable to get up, Lu Yao sighed and decided against delivering a final blow.

If it weren't for the blood-red eyes and the elongated fangs, she would just seem like a delicate East Asian girl—a mere child. She was in fact Fu Fangsheng's sister, who had been missing for many years. It was only right to leave her fate in his own hands.

Fu Fangsheng stepped forward, his wounds now twisted back in place, muscles and bones retracted.

He bowed deeply to Lu Yao as a sign of thanks, then went over to his sister and reached out his hand, saying,

"Fu Qianqian, come home with me. Don't eat people anymore, do good deeds and redeem your sins…"