The Lu family’s theater was made of wood, so it burned down easily.0

The red flames burned everything inside the theater. The smell of charred wood continued to assault Li Huowang’s nose.0

But the crazed Lu Zhuangyuan ignored everything around him as he stood on the stage and sang as loud as he could. He was performing one last time with his son and daughter-in-law.0

Li Huowang burned the scene into his mind as his heart felt a pang of pain.0

“Hahaha! Good! They died a good death!” Qiu Chibao laughed from Li Huowang’s left.0

She was holding the decaying corpse of her child. As if triggered by something, she stared at the corpses in the fire as she danced around hap...0