Wei Qing’s lifebound beast was buried in the Wei Manor’s tombs and a gravestone was erected for it. Wei Qing wasn’t willing to leave, so Wei Tiancang could only order a few doctors to stay here to treat him.

“Big brother, I’ll spend the rest of my life here accompanying it.” Wei Qing stared at the gravestone, his eyes scarlet.

“I’m afraid it won’t be possible for us to stay here if Wei Manor loses.” Wei Tianxiong, the Flameyellow Scions Institute Chancellor, sighed.

Wei Tiancang stared at him.

“Father, I…” Wei Tianxiong wasn’t able to avoid being pessimistic.

Wei Zikun shook his head. “Father, I’ll be honest. We lost a point today. Even if we do win tomorrow with big brother, Mu Yang and Zhao Yuanji, we don’t have anyone in the younger generation who can handle Yueling Ji and Lin Xiaoting.” 

“Right, if my son goes, he’ll only die. Lin Tao even dared to kill you, what more the kids?” Wei Tianxiong’s gaze shook when he looked at Wei Guohao and Wei Lingxuan.

The youths were all in a corner, all panicky and restless. The entire manor was now filled with a...