Ji family's Rose Road Branch.
Entrance.
Everyone was overwhelmed by the sudden fire incident in the morning. Fourth Elder, Second Elder, and other prestigious members of the Ji family had all arrived.
They looked at the devastated entrance of the hall and the family members who were constantly being carried out. Their faces were red with anger, and their eyes were bloodshot.
Fourth Elder slammed his fist on the table, causing everything on the table's surface to bounce. "Who gave them the guts?! How dare they?!"
They had never suffered such a loss since the first patriarch of the Ji family dominated the independent continent a hundred years ago.
No one present felt good.
Even Second Elder, who had supported Ji Ziyin as the Patriarch, was angry. The corners of his mouth curled up as he walked in without saying a word.
"How many of us died?" he asked, holding back one of the men in charge of rescuing the wounded.
