Luo Zichuan’s chest was dyed with blood. He instantly grew listless, as if he had lost the majority of his Blood Qi.

With Long Chen’s support, he stood and stared at that gate dispiritedly.

“Even after reaching this point, is it still a failure?”

“Family head, what is going on?” asked Long Chen. He didn’t know what the problem was.

He knew that Luo Zichuan was wise, a natural leader and strategist. For something this major, he had to have planned and calculated things countless times. How could it be a failure right at the end?

Luo Zichuan didn’t reply. He was just staring at the gate, and Long Chen didn’t dare to disturb him. He knew that Luo Zichuan was calculating how to open the gate.

After a couple of hours, Luo Zichuan shook his head and...