However, the life of the old butler Li Ming was forcefully pulled back from the road to the underworld by my father.
Since then, this Grandmaster Li Ming had tied his life to the Lu Family, always by their side through the changing seasons for decades.
"Go!"
With a fierce shout, Li Ming condensed Gang Qi to form an invisible support, and dragged Lu Jinyun to break through the air.
Their figures cut through the sky like arrows leaving the string, departing swiftly out of the courtyard.
Outside the Lu Family's treasury, dozens of elite guards clad in mysterious armor stood frozen.
What did they see?
The one known as the "Pillar of Heaven of Daqian," an unparalleled Grandmaster.
At this moment, he was drenched in blood, with conspicuous blood drops on his silver-white beard.
His luxurious dark robes were soaked into a deep red, glaring in the sunlight.
"Old...Old Master?"
The voice of the leading guard's commander trembled, the spear in his hand clattering to the ground.
