Chapter 605: The Spirit-Eyed King

All the martial artists drew back, opening a path for Yang Xiujian. A cold sneer curled his lips as he strode toward Camden Ford. When he stopped before Camden, his pitch-black eyes fixed on him, a crooked, sinister smile tugging at his lips. "Camden Ford, been a while." Anyone could hear the chill in his voice, a murderous edge that cut to the bone. "Yang Xiujian, I remember you were sent to reflect in seclusion for a year at Falling Blossom Peaks. It's only been a few months. You're back already?"...