When he reached the room, he did not knock. He shoved the door open and rushed inside.
He first glanced at Gu Rong, his lips trembling. "Grandpa Bone."
After saying that, he lunged at Ning Fengzhi, threw himself onto him, and began to wail uncontrollably.
The sound was heart-wrenching, filled with utter devastation. It was as if sharp blades were scraping across Gu Rong's heart, making him suffer unbearably.
Jiang Chen's voice gradually became hoarse, and his tears soaked Ning Fengzhi's chest.
Gu Rong said painfully, "Rongrong, stop crying. Come to Grandpa."
Jiang Chen stood up, his delicate body still trembling with sobs as he walked toward Gu Rong.
"Grandpa Bone." He threw himself into Gu Rong's arms.
Holding Jiang Chen, Gu Rong comforted him, "Rongrong, don't worry. Your father, he—"
Before Gu Rong could finish speaking, his eyes widened in disbelief.
His head slowly lowered as he looked at the frail Ning Rongrong in his arms. A slender jade-like hand had already pierced into his chest.
Jiang Chen slowly withdrew his hand, pulling out his slender fingers along with long nails as sharp as daggers.
Gu Rong's mind went blank. He did not even have time to feel the tearing pain. There was only one question in his mind: how could his beloved little Rongrong kill him?
Only when a terrifying poison erupted inside his body did he snap out of it, but it was already too late.
Jiang Chen had pierced his heart, and with the deadly poison entering it, not even an immortal could save him.
"You're not Rongrong. Who exactly are you?" Gu Rong's life force rapidly drained away, though the immense Soul Power within him allowed him to cling to his last breath.
Jiang Chen stuck out his tongue and licked his sharp claws, returning