Ouyang Song did not know if his son was buried in the fire. His heart was in torment as he thrust his sword into Zhan Xincheng's chest.
Zhan Xincheng could not believe it as he looked down at the blood on his chest, and fell into a pool of blood.
Ouyang Song wanted to seize the chance to flee. Cui Hao's men were either dead or injured, leaving just a dozen or so to protect him, and he did not stop them.
Ouyang Song limped to his room and, through the charred window, saw his son who had been burned to death inside.
Ouyang Song let out a long howl to the sky and broke down in tears; his son had been killed by someone!
His gaze fell upon his son in the room, and he closed his eyes in despair. He was without an heir!
He had many enemies in the martial world and did not know who had come for revenge. He vowed to retaliate but quickly assessed that he should not tarry here any longer; just as he sank into deep thought.