C125 The Sorrow of Fast Blade Gate

Liu Yidao's heart felt like it had been pierced by ten thousand blades. Looking at the crippled Liu Shouyang and the coffin in the mourning hall, his heart was empty and filled with despair.

Qi Deng could already feel Liu Yidao's sadness and despair.

"Tomorrow is the day of my brother's funeral. Nothing is more important than this. Deputy Commanding Officer Qi