Before the secluded valley, the atmosphere was as tense as a drawn bowstring, every wisp of air seemingly compressed to its absolute limit, ready to snap at the slightest trigger. Du Bufan stood there silently, his expression as cold and stern as frost, his face as still as deep water without a single ripple. Yet murderous intent surged within his eyes, resembling two peerless blades hidden in the depths of a frigid pool, their piercing gaze seemingly capable of slicing everything around him apart. He was already burning with rage over the inexplicable ambush—an attack that had not only wounded him but also claimed the life of his beloved Dragon Horse, a hatred he could never endure. Now, pointlessly blocked by these fellows who had popped out of nowhere, the fury in his heart surged like a flood about to burst through a dam, ready at any moment to submerge everything before him in a wave of destruction.
Just then, the young man in white reached out and grabbed at Du Bufan without the slightest hesitation, his eyes filled with arrogance and contempt, as though Du Bufan were merely an ant in his eyes to be manipulated at will. Yet the moment his hand was about to touch Du Bufan, a sudden change occurred.
Bang!
Chapter 130