1568. Where are they?
He swore, if anyone dared to hurt his son, he would find that person and tear them to pieces, even if it meant going to the ends of the earth.
Step by step, Yu Lingqian walked forward, vaguely able to smell that the scent of blood was coming from the kitchen.
When Yu Lingqian reached the kitchen door, he found that the door was locked tightly.
Could the two injured children be inside?
Yu Lingqian's eyes turned cold, and he kicked the kitchen door open.
With a loud bang, the kitchen door opened in response.
As Yu Lingqian had suspected, the kitchen hallway was covered in blood, which seemed to have dried.
However, to his surprise, the two little ones were not in the kitchen.
Instead, a tall and burly man, wearing only a black vest, was lying face-up in the kitchen.
He seemed to still be breathing, but he looked miserable.
His entire right arm was swollen to the size of a thigh, and both of his little fingers had been chopped off.
