"Prepare for my funeral."
Zhou, the elderly martial master, painfully closed his eyes. As a powerful man from a past generation, he now found himself in a dismal and desolate state, unable to prevent tears of regret from leaking out at the corners of his eyes.
Just like that, Zhou Xianren and Zhou Xiande left the Zhou Family at top speed with their relatives, taking with them all the wealth they could carry, leaving only Zhou Xianyi alone to withstand the attacks from all sides against the Zhou Family.
"That's what happened."
Zhou Dafu looked helplessly at Tang Ming, "Now the Zhou Family is in total chaos. The old man might be assassinated any time, and my father has informed all the Zhou descendants to come home and see the old man for one last time."
"Ah, I didn't expect the old master Zhou to end up so tragically," Li Xiaoli shook her head incessantly with a sigh, saying sympathetically: