The Shen Family's Sky Collapsed

Zhang Chen did not hold Shen Ling's rudeness against her. She was already a pitiful creature whose family had been destroyed and whose loved ones were dead. Why should he bother quibbling with her?

Zhang Chen and Zhou Zhen headed toward the Exquisite Pagoda. When they arrived before it, they saw Shen Ling dressed in red, holding an oiled paper umbrella as she spoke with Zhang Gaoqiu outside the pagoda. Shen Ling was saying something in a low voice, while Zhang Gaoqiu's face was full of impatience.

Zhang Chen glanced at the two of them and was just about to step through the Exquisite Pagoda's gates when a heart-rending roar suddenly came from the foot of the mountain. "Miss! Miss! Something terrible has happened to the Shen family. Hurry back and take a look!"

A blood-soaked figure rushed up from the foot of the mountain and dropped to his knees directly before Shen Ling, his voice filled with desolation.

Zhang Chen stopped in his tracks as he looked at the newcomer. He recognized him—the Shen family's chief steward, Lai Changrong.

"Steward Lai, why are you in this state?" Shen Ling hurriedly asked. Looking at Lai Changrong, who resembled a blood gourd, her heart suddenly began pounding wildly, and panic filled her eyes.

"Eldest Miss, the Shen family is gone! The Shen family is gone!" Lai Changrong threw himself into the rainwater, his voice as mournful and piercing as a cuckoo crying blood.

"What do you mean, the Shen family is gone?" Shen Ling's voice trembled, and her face turned deathly pale in an instant.

"What happened to the Shen family?" Zhang Gaoqiu hurriedly asked as well.

"The Shen family has been exterminated. Every direct bloodline descendant is dead. Now only Young Master Shen Qiu and you, Miss, remain." Lai Changrong