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Chapter 1099

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Wen Yan gently raised his head. His eyes turned towards the direction where Gu Ruoyun had disappeared into. His gaze no longer held its previous warmth and gentleness. In its place was a sense of calm and steadiness.

"I understand."

However...

Wen Yan lowered his eyelids, concealing the light in his eyes. His voice seemed to pierce through his soul and reach Tian Qi's ears.

"Tian Qi, if I were to stop at nothing for the sake of revenge, would you continue to help me?"

Tian Qi's soul fell silent for a few seconds before a gentle female voice chimed in.

"Master, it doesn't matter if you're a human or a demon. From the moment I had decided to follow you, you've become the person I've sworn my life to serve. Even if you're a demon in the eyes of the world, in my heart, you'll always be the gentle, jade-like, elegant young man whom I've first met. In this lifetime, I'll cut through all the thorns and thorns by your side. I'll use the sword in my hand to carve out a bright path for you!"

Wen Yan smiled.

His smile was warm, but there was an unmeltable coldness in his eyes.

"Alright! Even if I turn into a demon and stop at nothing, I'll have my revenge! Even if... "

Even if I use someone I shouldn't use!

Old Man Jiang noticed the unshakable hatred in Wen Yan's eyes and a sense of worry slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.

In the end, his worry turned into a gentle sigh as his face filled with a bitter smile.

This kid, Wen Yan, has suffered far too much since he was young. He has grown up amidst torment and hatred! I really don't know if this will be a blessing or a curse if this goes on.

Of course, Old Man Jiang also knows that this kid had not heard what he had just said.

"Perhaps I should find some time to tell the Gu girl about Wen Yan's situation. This isn't just to stop the Gu girl, it's also to stop Wen Yan from continuing to live in hatred. This won't do him any good."

Some people would grow up rapidly out of hatred.

However, some people would lose all sense of reason due to rage...

Old Man Jiang has always been worried that this kid, Wen Yan, would turn out like this.

...

Main City.

On the bustling street, a cacophony of voices echoed throughout the streets and alleys. Suddenly, Gu Ruoyun paused in her tracks. Her gaze pierced through the crowd and landed on the fatty's body.

At this moment, the fatty was standing in front of a stall and cursing loudly. Due to his angry expression, the fat on his body was trembling. He glared fiercely at the stall owner who was a few sizes smaller than him. His spittle flew everywhere and almost landed on the stall owner's face.

"Isn't it just a piece of rag? Two gold coins? Are you f * cking robbing me? It has always been This King robbing others, no one has ever dared to rob This King! Kid, are you f * cking tired of living? Tell me, how much is this rag worth? "

How could the skinny stall owner withstand the fatty's fright? His body was already trembling, and his face was pale as he said, "One … One gold coin."

The only currency on the mainland was one gold coin. Hence, the stall owner had already lowered his price to the lowest possible price. He thought that he could finally get rid of this fiend, but who would have thought that just as he finished speaking, the fatty would glare at him again. With a bang, the stall owner was sent flying with a kick.

The stall owner was so shocked that he trembled, "No … I don't want money. I'll give this handkerchief to you, it's free."

"What?" The fatty was enraged. His eyes looked as if they could spit fire as he glared fixedly at the skinny stall owner, "Free? You dare to say that I've been haggling for half a day for nothing? No, you must give me a price today. Otherwise, I won't leave! "

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