C88 Kill You
The scene was a living nightmare, with bodies strewn everywhere, each clad in the distinctive attire of the Zhao family. Their eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the sky, with passing clouds reflected in their lifeless gaze—the last sight they would ever see.
“Watch closely, old man!” Fuqi commanded the sole surviving middle-aged man. With nimble fingers, he conjured a cauldron
