Ding Fan sat next to Wang Hu, listening to him recount the story completely. In his heart, he felt extreme disgust toward "Captain Meng." Such scum should die soon.
Ding Fan knew that what had happened would soon be known by the other side. He couldn't help but look forward to the other side coming to find him soon.
He didn't have the time to deal with such scum, but Ding Fan wasn't one to suffer losses. He was waiting, knowing this guy would definitely come looking for him.
"I pity my parents' hard work, they've endured so much for my sake. Yet, alas, after entering the sect, I've been assigned here for less than a week. How can I continue my cultivation..."
Wang Hu sat on the ground, his brows tightly furrowed, muttering to himself. At this moment, he was somewhat doubting whether saving someone was right. Shouldn't cultivators act heroically and righteously? In the face of such outrages, shouldn't one intervene? But the consequences have been too devastating for him...
