"You..." Feng Linacis stared so hard that the corners were split open! Blood seeped out, along with hatred! "Qian Jin! I'm going to kill you! My son... I've cultivated him all my life and I've planned to give all my throne to him when he has 1,000 deaths on his hand!"
"Dad, I hacked three mercenaries today! I scared the shit out of the rest!"
"Dad, I killed five more today! A woman also died in my bed!"
"Dad, can two three-year-old children be counted as one adult together? I killed them today, so can they count towards the number"
"Dad, I've reached 300 today!"
Words kept resounding throughout his head! The father still remembered the happy face of his son, who had told him that he had killed 300 people a month ago.
But now, his son was beheaded! Color could not be seen on his son's face anymore, and in his son's staring eyes, there was nothing but shock!
