"Father, I'm back! I've acquired new methods and opened up a new track, which will surely lead our branch to soar after a few years of operation. By then, the two of us will..."
"Alas, let's not talk about any new track just yet. Hurry and come with me to the ancestral shrine to pay our respects; the Family Head... has been killed."
Bang!
Zhao Wuyin, who had just returned from the Danai Dynasty, was shocked by the news. The storage ring in his hand was shaken open by his Spiritual Sense, and the Blood Essence Elixir inside fell out and shattered.
A special essence of Qi-Blood spread out, casting a faint bloody aura and smell over the entire courtyard.
Cold and murderous.
Zhao Wuyin's throat convulsed a few times, and he said bitterly, "Why... why does it have to be now? Isn't there still ten years left."
