Only the voice could be heard, not the person. The sound, ethereal and melodic, circled and lingered over the entire Liu Family estate.
A few moments later, several figures in black appeared atop a nearby tree. They looked down with half-lidded, indifferent eyes, staring at the scene below.
"Save... save me!"
Liu Bingtian was instantly ecstatic, shouting with all his might, "Ancestor, you must save the Liu Family!"
By seniority, Liu Bingtian should call this elder, Liu Qing, his great-uncle. The mastermind behind this operation had been in contact with Liu Qing.
The dignified Family Head of the Liu Family was now in a pitiful state, slumped in a pool of his own blood—a stark contrast to his usual lofty and imposing demeanor.
"No one can stop the person I intend to kill," Wu Xing stated flatly.
WHOOSH!
Liu Qing drifted down from the treetop, a faint smile on his lips. "Just as I said, young man. You are far too arrogant."
