Meng Tianyue's voice was heavy with the weariness of age. "I... I'm at my wits' end too... Now, even on my hand, a black spot has just appeared..."
"..." A long sigh filled with despair came from the other end of the phone.
"To think it's happening on your end too... Ah, just who could have dealt such a vicious blow... This is clearly meant to wipe out the Meng Family completely..."
Clenching his teeth, Meng Tianyue asked with a sliver of hope, "Third Uncle, do you have any way to deal with these black spots?"
The other man sighed. "Tianyue... Make arrangements for your death. Those with higher cultivation might be able to hold on a little longer by protecting their heart meridians... Take your time looking for a solution. If you truly can't find one, you'll have no choice but to accept your fate."
Meng Tianyue drew a breath. "Third Uncle, then... please take care of yourself."
The other man gave a bleak laugh and chuckled. "The Meng Family... Back then, our ancestor left us this precept: in all matters of gain, Star Soul comes first; harm the Human Race, and suffer damnation beyond redemption. After all these years, everyone in the Meng Family, old and young alike, has long since forgotten that ancestral precept completely... Naturally, the time has come for retribution. Heh, heh..."
Meng Tianyue remained silent for a long time.
"Tianyue... Even the ancestral graves are gone. Make your own arrangements. Don't spare any more thought worrying about us here."
After those few words, Third Uncle hung up.
Meng Tianyue sat in his chair, motionless for a long, long time.
Meng Chenyu walked in quietly.
"Dad."
Meng Tianyue sighed softly. "Have you finished investigating?"
"We're still investigating."
Meng Chenyu said, "But everything happening now is