"Grandfather!!!"
He flipped off his horse in one swift motion, nearly tumbling to the ground, then, disregarding any decorum, with eyes reddening, he staggered and ran towards that direction. His mind was a blank, feeling only his heart pounding relentlessly.
Grandfather was gone.
He, he truly only had this uncertain father left.
Chen Dingye gritted his teeth, "Tantai Xianming..."
At The World's First Building, Guest Elder Tu Shengyuan nearly crushed his pen, his face shifting colors. After a long while, he let out a long breath and murmured, feeling a series of significant events at the end of the grand ceremony bombarding his mind, making his forehead throb, "Really have encountered a major event..."
One of the top ten scholars in the world, the strategist, sat there with his head placed in front of him.
There were wounds on his body from a Battle Halberd.
