"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!" roared Tai Cen furiously from within Tai Family's residence, "Issue the order, gather all members of Tai Family! Kill! Exterminate all people from the Tough Mercenary Corps! Capture the murderer, flay his skin, extract his tendons, chop off his limbs, and avenge my Kee'er! Soak him in brine so he may never be reborn! Ah!"
Tai Cen of Tai Family, in his fifties, dressed in splendid brocade garments, his face full of rage as if a volcano had erupted, stood in the hall and roared at the people filling the Tai Family's living room. By his appearance, if the murderer who killed his son were in front of him, he would certainly pounce forward and tear the man to pieces alive.
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
Under Tai Cen's command, a chorus of acknowledgments rang out in the hall. Nobody dared to cross him or defy his orders when the Family Head Tai Cen was in such fury.