His eyes grew vacant, drool dribbled from the corner of his mouth, and his once lively lower body again soaked his pants with a dark hue.
He, went mad.
This was something even Li Zhiyuan hadn't anticipated.
Because the Great Elder, after receiving replenishment, was without a doubt the foremost figure of the living Zhao family.
Li Zhiyuan, while torturing Zhao Lu Hai, was already pondering how to face the Great Elder next; this was supposed to be the fiercest battle in this wave.
As it turned out, he went mad, lost his sanity.
Ordinary people might fear madmen, but at their level, lack of clarity naturally means the threat greatly diminishes.
"Two dragons, two dragons, hahaha, I saw them, two dragons, haha!"
The Great Elder started slapping his knees, crying and laughing.
This sudden change would seem extremely abrupt at other times, but on second thought, this is the Zhao Family Ancestral Mansion, they are Zhao Family... it feels somewhat inevitable.
