Chapter 818

With things having reached this point, violence was now inevitable. "Yuan Junzai." The man in the green robes spat his own name out through gritted teeth. At this moment, Yuan Junzai felt a burning hatred for An Xuan’s sharp, toxic words. He had originally thought that coming here on the orders of his family and superiors to test An Xuan would be a standard, trivial task. He expected that even if a grudge were formed, it would be nothing more than a bit of mutual bickering or posturing behind their respective backgrounds. How had it spiraled into this? With just a few words, An Xuan had turned a routine professional matter into a bitter, life-or-death feud.