Xue Mingtai remained relatively composed, but An Zichen was already in a state of panic.
The two rushed to Yang Fei almost simultaneously, speaking in unison.
"What happened to the Ancestral Master?"
Yang Fei smiled wryly.
He knew he couldn't keep this matter from Xue Mingtai and An Zichen, sighed deeply.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to worry."
After speaking, he briefly recounted the event of Zeus kidnapping Old Master Wang.
And at the end, he sighed deeply once more.
"In Jile World, I originally buried Zeus beneath Spirit Mountain."
"But later found out, at some unknown time, that guy left Jile World again."
"Right now, Ancestral Master is still in his hands."
Although Xue Mingtai and An Zichen had not lived with Old Master Wang since childhood.
The familial bond of blood is beyond outsiders' imagination, and both their faces turned pale.
An Zichen's eyes reddened, tears glistening.
