Other than them, there were also people who rushed out and entered the Eighth Prince's mansion to check. Looking at the scene in front of them, they seemed to have gone crazy. They broke open the door with a palm and looked at the array in front of them. The room was burned to ruins, and the ground was in a mess. There was ashes everywhere. The air was filled with the thick smell of fire spirit oil. When they rushed in, the bed was already burned, and there was a skeleton lying quietly on the ground. Other than that, there was nothing else.
"No!" Shang Xue Jian couldn't help but cry out in grief.
As if he had gone mad, a terrifying aura burst out from his body and swept across the room.
Boom!
The bedroom was destroyed and dust flew everywhere.
The sudden scene was beyond everyone's expectations.
