Just as everyone was bewildered, Weng Yinko's aged voice rang out: "I understand now, thank you, Sikong Genius, for your guidance."
The moment the voice appeared, Weng Ting, who had been tearful, couldn't help but cover her mouth. Not only was Sikong Jing alive, but her grandfather was also alive... His voice was so clear.
At this moment, Weng Yindu shouted hysterically again: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Bang!
However, what responded to him was the sound of the door exploding. The door in front of them shattered and exploded, and then everyone saw the situation inside the house. Sikong Jing and Weng Yinko were sitting opposite each other...
Sikong Jing was dressed in black all over, with no ice or frost left on him.
Weng Yinko, on the other hand, was still covered in thick ice and frost, but before everyone could react, he suddenly rose with the frost and walked out of the room step by step, with ice and frost on and under him breaking constantly as he walked.
