Regret? Leave None Alive!

"Crack..."

With a strange sound, the gilded plaque above the residence shattered into four pieces and fell to the ground.

Wooden boards, stone carvings, flowers, and other objects lay scattered across the ground. It looked as though bandits had swept through, leaving utter devastation behind.

"Whoosh—"

A streak of light flashed past at incredible speed and landed before the gates of the residence.

"How does the price of speaking recklessly feel?"

Xue Nianbing glanced at the residence before turning to look at the barely alive Kong Deming. "Guess what you'll see first once you go inside—the corpses or the living?"

"!!!"

Looking at the scene before him, Kong Deming's heart bled as two trails of bloody tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.

Gone. It was all gone.

Because of him, his family had been implicated. He was a sinner.

Kong Deming looked at Xue Nianbing. Beyond the hatred in his eyes was deep regret, even a trace of pleading.

"What are you looking at me for?" Xue Nianbing smiled and said indifferently, "I don't have any regret medicine for you. Be more careful in your next life."

As he spoke, Xue Nianbing casually dragged Kong Deming into the residence.

Before long, the two of them—or rather, one and a half people—arrived at the main courtyard.

"Master!"

"Father!"

"Grandfather!"

People were kneeling throughout the courtyard. Upon seeing Kong Deming, their minds trembled and their bodies shook. They were filled with both resentment and fear.

"Don't move!"

At that moment, a cold voice rang out.

One after another, figures in black robes and ghost-faced masks stepped forward.

There were both men and women among them, their auras completely restrained.

If they had not been visible to the naked eye, it would have been nearly impossible to determine their positions.

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