Chapter 533 The Yang Clan’s Crimson Blaze Fist
- Yang Tianqiong didn’t get angry at Eric Goodwell’s words. If anything, he was riding a wave of raw excitement.
- The thought alone—snuffing out a once-in-ten-thousand-years prodigy in his cradle, severing his path for good—made his breath hitch with thrill.
- And when Eric Goodwell fell and his path ended, that Blazefruit would fall neatly into Yang Tianqiong’s hands.