Fu Longjian's hand gripping the Short Blade was already covered in fresh blood, turning into a blood-red hand. He viciously stirred inside Fu Tianhua's stomach, severing every inch of intestines and organs with the sharp blade to ensure that Fu Tianhua had no chance of surviving.
His face twisted grotesquely as he sneered at Fu Tianhua: "Father, don't blame your son for being ruthless. If you must blame someone, blame our Fu Family for offending someone we shouldn't have! Only with you dead, can I barely survive!"
Fu Tianhua finally reacted, his eyes blazing with rage. At that moment, his body seemed to regain a bit of strength as if it were a dying flash. He couldn't help but roar furiously.
"You filthy scum!"
As he spoke, a vicious light flashed in Fu Tianhua's eyes, and his hand suddenly reached out, attempting to strangle Fu Longjian's neck.
