Inside the Zhang Family Manor’s great hall, the Zhang Family Patriarch Zhang Dongbi’s face was horrifyingly somber, a monstrous killing intent gathered around him in chilling silence.

Staring at the pile of gray ash before him, Zhang Dongbi’s body trembled visibly. This pile of gray ash was his son? The son he doted on the most, Zhang Han?! 

Not only was his son murdered, there wasn’t even a corpse remaining, only a pile of ash! Sorrowful pain and vengeance swirled in his eyes.

His gaze suddenly raised from the pile of gray ash to Zhang Hao. Zhang Dongbi’s voice was extremely cold: “Didn’t I instruct you to look after Zhang Han?! When did he leave the back mountain? Why would he go to the land of new moon? How did he die?!!!” By the end, Zhang Dongbi was roaring at Zhang Hao, his face twisted with pain and fury.

Just as Zhang Hao was about to explain, Zhang...