"Mom!!!!!"
Little Shang-Chi and little Xia Ling came rolling and scrambling out of the inner room, crying as they dropped to their knees before Ying Li's body.
A peaceful smile still hung on Ying Li's face. At the very least, her sacrifice had not been in vain; she had successfully found that sliver of hope for her two children.
"Waaahhh!"
The siblings wept bitterly beside Ying Li's body for a long, long time.
By the time Wenwu, who knew nothing of this, returned home carrying a bundle and saw the scene, little Shang-Chi and little Xia Ling had already cried themselves dry.
Future Wenwu, who had watched the entire ordeal from another dimension, clenched his fists tightly. If the enemies who were still alive had not already been exterminated by him in reality,
Wenwu could hardly say whether he could still remain calm instead of seeking revenge.
"Mr. Leon..."
"Don't be so formal. Just call me Leon."
Leon familiarly draped an arm over Wenwu's shoulder and turned to raise an eyebrow at Tony.
Tony shrugged and lightly clenched his right fist. The surrounding scene seemed to have been put on fast-forward, shifting instantly through Scene Shift into the mourning scene of Ying Li's burial.
The mountains behind the villa.
Misty rain fell mournfully.
It dyed the entire scene a bleak gray.
Dressed in black, Wenwu stood blankly before Ying Li's tombstone. The ten rings he had once removed were already back on his wrists.
Little Shang-Chi and little Xia Ling, also dressed in black, stood beside him. Rain soaked the siblings' clothes, but they had no intention of opening an umbrella, their eyes filled with grief.
Behind Wenwu and the siblings, members of the Ten Rings Brotherhood stood like a black tide, and an invisible killing intent spread through the