Peerless War God in City

C90 Personal Visit



C90 Personal Visit

The sun was setting.    

    

The Eastern Mountain Tomb started to be suffused with a layer of gold, and the autumn wind began to drift about.    

    

At this moment.    

    

On the eastern mountains, there was the best open grave area. A golden coffin was placed there, shining with light.    

    

Within the coffin.    

    

The Tian Family's Young Lord and Tian Han were lying in the coffin with their faces clean.    

    

The surrounding rocks and trees were covered in white cloth.    

    

Both sides of the road were filled with luxury cars.    

    

The coffins were completely filled with people. All of them wore black clothing, and their heads were covered in white cloth. Their faces were filled with grief.    

    

These people were all here to attend the funeral of the Qian Family. They were the richest, or perhaps the most powerful people within the Hsingyi City.    

    

The person standing in front of the coffin was Tian Xiong.    

    

The greatest sadness in life was sending the black haired man away.    

    

As a father, to send his son off on his final journey was undoubtedly the most painful.    

    

However, Tian Xiong was very calm. There wasn't a trace of sadness to be seen.    

    

People who could hide their emotions couldn't help but feel admiration for him.    

    

Of course, it was also more frightening.    

    

You never know when someone like him will stab you in the back.    

    

"Han'er, you can leave in peace. I won't let that traitor Haotian get away with it. Father will definitely avenge you!"    

    

Tian Xiong gently caressed the cold face of Tian Han. With a distant gaze, his face turned slightly cold as he muttered in a low voice.    

    

Today.    

    

It was the final farewell of the father and son pair. From now on, Tian Han would be buried in peace.    

    

Tian Xiongqiang endured the grief and reluctance as he closed the lid of the coffin.    

    

Then.    

    

A funeral was played.    

    

The thousand-year-old lute, the ten-thousand-year-old guzheng, the two hulks, the suona, the whole play ended.    

    

Following that, the sound of suona could be heard. The funeral orchestra started to mourn for Tian Han.    

    

As for the mages that were invited, they started chanting to pray for Tian Han's blessings, methods, and even more.    

    

The entire East Mountain sank into a mournful atmosphere.    

    

At this time.    

    

Tian Xiong waved at the butler.    

    

"Old master, what is the matter?" The butler lowered his head and walked to Tian Xiong's side as he asked carefully.    

    

"According to the time, Tian Wei should have brought Haotian here. However, there was no response. I was afraid that an accident might have happened and missed the auspicious time for him to leave."    

    

Tian Xiong's voice was calm and his eyes were cold. There was not a trace of anger in his voice.    

    

"Command!"    

    

"Tian Wei, seal off the Lin Family. Don't let anyone leave by themselves. When Han'er is covered in dirt, wash the Lin Family with blood. I want to use their blood to pay tribute to Han'er."    

    

"If I capture Haotian and don't kill him in a hurry, then bring him here. I want to tear his body into ten thousand pieces at the current Han'er's age so that I can use Han'er's spirit in the heavens to show off my Tian Clan's might!"    

    

"Got it!"    

    

Hearing this, the butler immediately made a call, but no one answered.    

    

This scene caused the butler to tremble slightly as he broke out in a cold sweat. However, Tian Xiong's pupils constricted and his expression instantly turned cold.    

    

"Send someone to take a look at Lin Family."    

    

"Yes, master." The butler nodded respectfully with a serious face.    

    

5 PM.    

    

Twilight started to descend, covering the eastern mountains with a layer of grey, just like the mood of the Tian Clan members.    

    

Halfway up the mountain.    

    

Haotian, who was resting with his eyes closed, sat on the back seat of the car with a calm expression. He was wearing white clothes as he slowly made his way to the top of the eastern mountains.    

    

"Once the heroes draw their swords, it will be a ten-year calamity for the common people. Tian Xiong, didn't you want to see me? I'll personally send you guys off and see how you are doing!"    

    

A demonic smile appeared on the corner of Haotian's mouth. His eyes shot out two rays of purple light with an imposing manner that shot out into the sky like a rainbow!    

    


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