C319 The Onset of a Storm

"Qiang!" "Oh my Qiang!"

Zeng Weili's raised palm failed to land and could only land on Zeng Zhiqiang's shattered monument.

At this moment, the Weapon Refining Pavilion was filled with grief.

"Master Zeng, should we tell this to the Second Elder!"

The guard beside Zeng Weili whispered as he looked at him with sorrow.

Hearing the words of the subordinate beside him