Li Xijun could not tolerate a person with fate upon them both hating his family and wandering in exile; such a one was even more fearsome than a Foundation Establishment cultivator lurking with ill intent. Should things ever come to that, even at risk of offending Red Reef Island, he must put this person to death.
"Does having fate upon one's body mean he cannot be killed?"
Li Xijun stroked his sword, as killing intent gradually rose in his heart. Suppressing the urge, he thought silently:
"Against such a person, either endure without acting, or strike with full force to kill him in one blow; never allow him any chance to escape."
He stood up, calculating the time until the return of several elders. Their return was still a long way off, journeying overseas and their whereabouts uncertain, while Xu Xiao grew stronger every day. It could not be delayed any further.
While he pondered, suddenly another man entered to report:
