"Dao Er, Dao Er…"
The patriarch of the Jia family, Jia Chuitong, could not believe that his grandson, Jia Shidao, had died just like that.
It made the Jia family's patriarch, Jia Chuitong, cry. He even called Jia Shidao's nickname.
Ji Kunjin, on the other hand, hugged Baili Wukun and looked at the dead man. Blood kept flowing out of the bloody hole.
This caused ancestor Ji Kunjin to turn around and throw Baili Wukun's corpse to the side…
Ji Kunjin did not even hug Ji Chengyin when his grandson died.
Ji Chengyin, whom he had watched grow up, died in the distance.
He could not accept it and was extremely angry.
Wei Baiwen, Lan Qingji, Mei Liuwen, and the others saw Ji Chengyin's miserable state at first.
Then, they saw Jia Shidao and Baili Wukun die at the hands of this young kid.
Apart from Wei Baiwen, Jia Shidao, Baili Wukun, and Ji Chengyin were the strongest among the eight of them.
