Poor Wang Daniu on the bed didn't even have the strength to question the other party, his eyes cloudy with confusion as he looked at the elder beside him. Although the elder appeared similar to Wang Daniu, his face bore the rare vibrancy of spirit. At this moment, his eyes, sharp with hatred, stared fiercely at Wang Daniu, watching as he was about to step through the gates of death, even showing excitement on his face.
With dancing hands and feet, he pointed at Wang Daniu and shouted, "You're finally going to die."
"You're finally going to die."
"My great vengeance is finally served."
At this point, the white-haired elder had nearly fallen into a state of maddened frenzy.
