Isn't it better to live happily?
Is the position of Family Head really that important?
This was a question that Song Yinghao, who was on the verge of collapse, could not provide a satisfactory answer to.
The same question had different answers for Song Bao, Song Feng, and Song Wei!
"You're not one of us, so of course, you wouldn't understand just how important this position is to us!"
Song Wei stood up with bloodstained hands, staring at Song Bao in front of him, a chilling smile on his lips.
At that moment, Song Wei was smiling genuinely.
He had finally rid himself of the thorn in his side—Song Feng!
While he was gasping for fresh air just now, he had secretly picked up a dagger from the floor—one that had fallen from an elder who had died earlier.
Just moments ago, during another struggle with Song Feng, he had seized an opening to drive the dagger ruthlessly into Song Feng's heart.
