Zhang Family,
"Mm!"
The Zhang Family Patriarch let out a muffled groan and slowly opened his still slightly dazed eyes.
However, the confusion in the Zhang Family Patriarch's eyes quickly faded away. A trace of blood-red once more crept into his eyes, and then he scrambled to his feet.
"Master! Ling Feng! Old Zhang, you're awake!"
Three delighted voices rang out beside the Zhang Family Patriarch.
The Zhang Family Patriarch instantly turned around. Upon seeing Ji Wushuang, Wang Ruhai, and Zhang Fu, he spoke in a hoarse voice, enunciating every word.
"Where is that person?"
Although the Zhang Family Patriarch had not specified who he meant, all three of them knew.
After Ji Wushuang and Wang Ruhai exchanged a glance, Ji Wushuang softly said to the Zhang Family Patriarch, "He's already dead. Even his soul was erased by Lin Yu!"
The Zhang Family Patriarch froze on the spot, staring blankly at Ji Wushuang.
After a while, the trace of crimson in the Zhang Family Patriarch's eyes quietly receded, replaced by a hint of desolation. Then his entire aura suddenly wilted, and an air of lifeless bleakness emanated from him.
"Ling Feng, you..."
Seeing the Zhang Family Patriarch in this state, a trace of pity appeared in Ji Wushuang's eyes once more.
Wang Ruhai and Zhang Fu beside him wore much the same expressions, seeming to want to speak but holding back as they looked at the Zhang Family Patriarch.
"I'm fine. Don't worry about me! Where's Chaoyang?"
The Zhang Family Patriarch shook his head, but then a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his eyes.
The Zhang Family Patriarch suddenly recalled Lin Yu's heaven-defying methods. Since Lin Yu could even cure the incurable poison of the Emperor-Falling Flower, was it possible that his grandson still had a chance?
"Wushuang, please