Xiao Zhan spoke with a face full of disgust.
"You..."
Kui Han, enraged, wanted to challenge Xiao Zhan, but was held back by Yang the Third. Yang the Third knew that Xiao Ran's sudden attack on them was to blame them for not ensuring Xiao Ran's safety that day.
At this moment, Xiao Zhan was in a fit of anger.
With his strength far surpassing theirs, it wasn't worth it to suffer for a moment of anger.
Xiao Zhan turned his back on Yang the Third and the others, approaching Xiao Ran, who lay on a Cold Jade Bed, his face unrecognizable, shrouded in a cold jade aura.
"Son, Father is here to see you. Don't worry, no matter who did this to you, Father will see justice done for you."
Xiao Zhan sat beside him and said.
A hand seal was made on the Cold Jade Bed.
The blood-colored True Essence boiled.
A layer of blood mist enveloped Xiao Ran's body.
