Don't be sad. In a few days, I'll help you make another

"Re... enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A messenger soldier, carrying a small flag on his back, barged into the inner residence in a panic.

"Family Head, this is terrible! Enemies have broken into... the residence!"

The messenger soldier looked at the blood mist raining down from the sky, then at the flowers stained crimson with blood. His voice grew quieter and quieter.

He lowered his head, sweat pouring down his back.

The enemy had already fought their way into the inner residence... Was the Gongyang Family about to be finished?

The Gongyang Family Head sighed and said quietly, "I know."

"Leave."

The messenger soldier secretly let out a breath of relief.

He backed away and left the inner residence. Once outside, he had just straightened up when a chill ran through his chest.

Looking down, he saw a short blade had pierced straight through his heart.

"Being a slave for the Gongyang Family... really chills the heart."

Thud!

Gongyang Zhige's mother dropped to her knees, hugged the Family Head's leg, and wept. "You have to avenge Zhige!"

"He was my only son."

"He... he's gone. What am I supposed to do?"

The Gongyang Family Head comforted her. "Don't worry. I'll immediately mobilize the Gongyang Knights to hunt down the murderer."

"After a few days, I'll help you make another one!"

The woman... froze.

A shrill whistle rang out.

One corner of the Gongyang residence covered more than a hundred mu of land.

Groups of sturdy, powerful men were there, honing their martial skills.

They all wielded battle halberds, three men to a squad.

Three squads formed a company.

Three companies formed a battalion.

They charged on horseback, their Baleful Intent shooting into the heavens.

Every one of them was an expert of the Third Limit.

They had grown up together since