Great-Grandson

"What did you say?!" a voice boomed through the great hall causing all the servants to cower in fear. They tried their best not to breathe as they were certain that if they drew attention to themselves, they would be slain on the spot.

"Did you just say that my Little Xin has died?!" the same voice boomed out again as saliva was flung everywhere. The poor messenger was already laying prostrate on the floor trying his best to be as small as possible, hoping the master would let him off.

Unfortunately, he knew that his fate was sealed the moment he had entered the hall. This Little Xin was master's most loved great-grandson. He was the most talented in the entire family, and now he had died!

To be the messenger who brought such news, it was simply normal that he would not live long.

"Tell me exactly what happened," the master said. His face was dark with eyes full of hatred.