With a hint of arrogance in his words, Lu Shaowen felt very satisfied, seeing a reflection of his younger self, invincible, regarding everyone else as nothing.
However, when Lu Shaowen's gaze lingered on Yang Fan's arms, his expression involuntarily changed.
He realized that Yang Fan's arms hung limply at his sides, seemingly devoid of any strength.
"Your arms…"
Unfazed, Yang Fan replied, "Someone wants me dead. The first step was stealing Soul Eater, the second step was temporarily crippling my arms, and the third step, the Seven Swords Sect taking action, is aimed at taking my life. Such a meticulous arrangement, truly painstakingly crafted."
Lu Shaowen was taken aback, "You mean…"
Yang Fan interrupted him, "Understanding in your heart is enough; there's no need to say it out loud."
