The small cabin on the mountainside was dim and silent.
It was like a shrine on a desolate mountain, housing a deity that no one visited, indifferent to the presence of smoke from incense, unconcerned whether the mortal world was at peace.
It stood there, yet had been almost forgotten by people over the past decade or so.
But starting from tonight, perhaps many people would once again remember what kind of role the old man sitting here played.
Being able to emerge victorious in the Shadow struggle and defeat all Shadows to reach this position, indeed, this person was the fiercest presence in this world.
In Qing Chen's eyes, this Family Head should be a cunning, calculating person who valued the interests of the family above life itself.
He considered the Family Head as the "Emperor" of storybooks, and emperors were always merciless.
At one point, he even suspected that it was the Family Head who, to make his son willingly become a Shadow, had killed Ning Xiu.
