When Huang Xiaolong heard the question, he chuckled in a low voice. “Your Wangu Clan probably knows my relationship with the Huang Family. It’s too bad you probably won’t live to learn of our relationship.” He turned to look at Wangu Changlong’s corpse and continued, “Oh right, I forgot to tell you. Wangu Rui suffered the same fate as that guy. I slapped him to death.”

The faces of the experts of the Wangu Clan turned ugly.

Huang Xiaolong didn’t care about their anger at all. Instead, he stared at Wangu Di and Wangu Hanyan as he continued, “Didn’t you say something about tearing off all my skin and scraping my flesh? Weren’t you going to dig out my eyeballs? Why are you hesitating now?”

Huang Xiaolong took a step towards them.

The instant his foot struck the ground, the experts from the Wangu Clan took a step back in fear.

Even though he took a step back in fear, the anger in Wangu Di’s heart burned...