Kill at the slightest disagreement. That was Gongsun Yu’s style. He was overbearing and unscrupulous; as long as he didn’t provoke the direct descendants of the most powerful factions, there was no one he wouldn’t kill.
*Whoosh!*
The iron fan returned to his hand. The blade, which had just tasted blood, gleamed with a chilling light. Aside from an added aura of malevolence, it remained pristine, without a single speck of blood.
Chapter 523