One of them said...
"Hmm, let's go."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
A few figures disappeared in the blink of an eye.
···
Morning.
The street was in chaos, people were panicking.
The residence of Qian Wentong was surrounded by members of the Sea Whale Gang and the Qian Family.
Elder Master Qian looked grief-stricken, his face flushed, clutching a cane, he was blocked outside by a group of Sea Whale Gang experts, unable to get in.
"You Sea Whale Gang go too far, my dear grandson is dead, why won't you let me in? This is the Qian Family residence, clear the way quickly!"
He shouted in grief and anger.
"Enough, what does it matter if your grandson is dead? Our Sea Whale Gang's Young Master Yuan is also dead, is your grandson important, or is our Young Master Yuan important?"
