"Family Head..."
Allen whispered in An Mingji's ear, but the latter didn't hear a word.
He couldn't believe everything in front of him.
The people and scenery around him were unfamiliar; it certainly couldn't be real.
How could his Ajin... how could she have left before him?
An Mingji's grip on the coffin tightened, and a violent aura surrounded him.
This enraged presence spread wantonly.
The people nearby, as this oppressive aura swept in, trembled and shuddered in their hearts.
It was terrifying!
An Mingji stared at the person in the coffin, exuding a terrifying and destructive aura.
He wanted everyone present to be buried with his Ajin!
"Xiao An, Xiao An..."
A familiar voice resounded.
So close, right by his ear!
An Mingji suddenly lifted his head, scanning the surroundings, searching for something.
"Xiao An? Xiao An, I'm here, what's wrong with you?"
