Xinning, isn't that where Lin Yebai went this time? Could it be... they did face off after all? And is Xia Zhichu's death this time Lin Yebai's doing?
Ou Mucen's fingers suddenly clenched tightly, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.
Xia's father was still there crying, a man over sixty years old, at this moment, knowing only to cry, like a bewildered and helpless child, gazing at the empty house and the urn in front of him, silently shedding tears.
Ou Mucen couldn't bear it any longer. Standing there, he hastily threw out a sentence: "Uncle Xia, don't be too upset. I'll handle this matter. Wait for me here."
Then he immediately exited the house and dashed into his car.
It was a feeling of intense anger, as if something had exploded inside his body. As soon as he got into the car, he started it and raced furiously towards East Street.
