Outside Praying Water Town.
The truck Ye Meng was driving never crashed into the Shenchuan Family's convoy. Its front end slammed into a wall of air, followed by a massive explosion.
The young man in formal family attire watched Ye Meng throw his life away, a cigar between his lips and a satisfied smile on his face.
"What's that saying in the Great Xia Federation again... a mantis trying to stop a chariot."
Surrounded by his entourage, the young man got out of the car and strolled leisurely toward the scene.
The thick smell of gunpowder rose from the ground, mingling with the blood in the air. The young man took a deep breath. "If only Lord Linyue were here. She loves blood steeped in fear."
"Isn't that right, you two little ones?"
The young man suddenly turned, his mocking gaze falling on a boy and a girl behind the side of a bus. They stared at him in terror.
They did everything they could to hide, but there was too little cover here. There was practically nowhere to hide.
Ye Shan shielded Ye Weiyang behind him. She trembled all over. Unlike the horrors she had faced before, this time she had truly witnessed cruelty and death.
It was naked and undisguised.
Just like that, without any finesse, a blood-drenched world had been hurled brutally before the girl.
There had been no reason, and they had not even had the ability to resist.
The Shenchuan Family had simply started killing. Of her entire family, only she and her younger brother remained.
As it turned out, all her courage and strength had existed only because her eldest brother stood in front of her, because her family was beside her.
Now, everything had collapsed.
Ye Weiyang murmured to herself, "I always, always