As Manager Wan spoke, the room suddenly became eerily cold.
"What did you say!"
It was a while before Lang Yizhan, with a roar that belied his badly injured body, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, "Sikong's Apprentice, I will tear you to pieces... Ah!"
With a scream, Lang Yizhan, overwhelmed by fury, fainted again.
...
In Wentian City's Shui Family, today marked the 80th birthday of the family head, Shui Bingqu.
As one of the strongest families in Wentian City, the Shui Family Manor was bustling with beast chariots outside and filled with the aroma of wine inside; the atmosphere was extraordinarily lively.
Countless people came to wish Shui Bingqu well, greeted with his beaming smile.
"Grandpa..."
At this moment, a delicate voice sounded.
A woman in a blue dress walked out gracefully, holding a delicate gift box, followed by dozens of men and women dressed as students from the Heavenly Dao Palace.
