"What did you say?" Chu Renxiong's brows furrowed even tighter, unable to believe such words actually came from Chu Yan's mouth!
Huddled in Chu Renxiong's embrace, Chu Feifei also looked at Chu Yan in disbelief, completely stunned.
"Foster father, thank you for raising and nurturing me all these years, but you're too tired; you need a good rest. This place is backed by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery and excellent feng shui. Consider it my final repayement to you." Chu Yan held a black umbrella, speaking as if addressing Chu Renxiong, but also as if talking to himself.
At that moment, six big shots who had parked outside, along with fifty Chu Family elites in black suits, all entered. The rain poured harder, the wind howled, but they stood in the rain curtain, straight as pine trees.
In the desolate cemetery, only the Chu Family entourage was present, the atmosphere cold and chilling, with a somber and bleak killing intent!
