Tang Wulin's heart was shaken, but deep in his mind, there was another voice, one that brought him extreme anger. The burning sensation he only felt when struck by the Guanglong Dagger appeared again,..."I'm going home too, Xie Xian and I are on the way..." 。Xu Daod he raised his voice."Is that not possible" Tang Wulin stopped in his tracks, disappointment flashing in his eyes. A storm was due to arrive tonight, and if he couldn't do it now, when the storm hit,...