Foolish

Luo Zheng's drinking capacity wasn't nearly as impressive as he claimed--of course, the fact that he had drunk most of the beer probably had something to do with it.

It was almost midnight, and Luo Zheng was already drunk to the point of unconsciousness.

Luo Qiu had no intention of disturbing him. He simply covered him with a blanket, then began tidying up the living room.

"Brother-in-law...what exactly happened to you..."

Luo Qiu stopped what he was doing and glanced at Luo Zheng. Luo Zheng was merely drunk and had mumbled in his sleep. He shifted slightly, then sank back into a deep sleep.

A rumbling sound came from outside, neither loud nor soft. It was thunder in the distance. Luo Qiu opened the front door and cast his gaze toward the pitch-black night sky.

There was thunder, so it might rain soon. The wind had suddenly turned cold...and beyond the distant mountain peak, a mass of bluish-black energy had transformed into a pillar of light and crashed into the night sky.

It was an aura ordinary people could never glimpse...an extremely dense resentment, whose source was the reservoir that had been built beyond the mountain decades ago.

Boss Luo could even clearly see dozens, hundreds, and then several hundred pale, rigid, pained, and distorted faces within the bluish-black resentment. In the end, they gathered together and formed an even larger face.

Round pupils, a round mouth...behind it, everything seemed to have been emptied out, leaving only the shell of a face with nothing inside.

It came rushing over, dragging a long tail of bluish-black energy behind it. In an instant, it swept over the mountain and descended above Luo Family Village. Then, like a tornado, it spiraled downward, wrapping around the entire old Luo family house.

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