Joining Forces

Fang Tian and Fang Hua had made up their minds and steeled their resolve—they wanted to take their own lives. It was the only way they could think of to preserve the Lineage.

Unfortunately!

What good was making up their minds? Under Mingyue's pressure, nothing was up to them.

They struggled, exerting every ounce of strength!

They clenched tight, wanting to rush toward death!

But in the end, they still could not do it.

Fang Tian and his son gave up. Like deflated balls, they slumped to the ground, their bodies incapable of any movement beyond trembling.

The despair in their eyes dimmed until it finally lost all color.

Was this the fate of their Fang Family? Were they destined to bring it to an end with their own hands?

Heh heh!

Heh heh!

In the end, the two of them began to laugh at themselves.

How desolate that laughter was. Even Qin Jishi frowned at its bleakness.

"Qin... Qin Jishi... why... why are you so ruthless?"

"Let us die!"

"Let us die!"

"..."

Fang Tian muttered to himself.

Just then, Qingfeng returned. He glanced at Fang Tian and his son, then walked up to Qin Jishi... and whispered something into his ear.

"Mm!" Qin Jishi nodded. "It seems to be true."

"..."

Qin Jishi's gaze shifted slightly, becoming somewhat inscrutable.

Fang Tian saw it, yet assumed Qin Jishi was about to humiliate him.

"Qin... Qin Jishi... just let us die. Let us die."

"Qin Jishi!"

"Qin Jishi!"

"..."

Fang Tian kept crying out hysterically. Perhaps in his eyes, only their deaths could settle this matter and keep the Fang Family safe.

"Let us die!"

"Let us die!"

"..."

Who could have imagined that the Old Patriarch of the Fang Family, such a figure, would have such a wretched side?