Xiao Han pushed open the door, and a head appeared in the courtyard, eyes wide open, covered in blood, filled with unwillingness.
This head belonged to no one else but Xu Wei. He was dead, his body torn to shreds, his head lying in the courtyard, the scene tragically extreme.
The entire courtyard was drenched in blood, a sight so horrifying that it made one's flesh crawl. It was Xu Wei's blood, sprayed everywhere as his body was torn apart.
Xiao Han's eyes immediately turned red. Xu Wei, once a legendary figure in the military, now a passionate elder, had died a woeful death.
He let out a long howl to the sky, his black hair moving as if in the wind, his whole being exuding an unmatched ferocious aura.
"You all deserve to die," he roared, his voice booming like thunder, shaking the Nine Heavens.
The people around were startled, not knowing what had happened. After Xiao Han finished roaring, he fixed his eyes on one direction and chased after it.
