When news of the Xie Family's annihilation arrived,
all the powerful families in the provincial city were shocked.
Shi Hao was lying in bed recovering when Shi Zhuli, pale-faced, walked in.
"Brother...."
Shi Hao waved his hand, "No need to say it, I already know!"
Shi Zhuli sat down beside him, looking as if her soul had left her body.
Yesterday, Shi Hao had told her that the Xie Family wouldn't survive the night.
She had actually been somewhat disbelieving.
After all, the Xie Family had been operating in the provincial city for decades, their power at its zenith.
Even if Xue An were formidable, he couldn't possibly annihilate an entire powerful family by himself, could he?
But when the news arrived this morning, Shi Zhuli finally felt a deep sense of dread.
That tall, handsome man with an indifferent expression had truly managed to relegate the Xie Family to history with a flip of his hand.
How could such means not be terrifying?
