The Great Elder's face was still a mask of anger and murderous intent, his wide-open eyes blazing with furious hatred.
But then his expression froze completely. The light in his eyes dimmed rapidly until it vanished.
THUD!
The Great Elder's head fell to the ground, rolling away like a ball.
Qin Xiong witnessed it all. His pupils constricted as a furious, earth-shattering rage roiled in his heart.
At that moment, the Qin Family's courtyard was littered with corpses, the stench of blood thick and pungent. Not even half an hour had passed since Su Han had made his move, yet in that short time, over a hundred Qin Family servants had died, and all three Great Elders had been wiped out.
When had the Qin Family ever suffered such a devastating loss? This didn't even account for Qin Feng and the other family disciples who had already fallen at Su Han's hand. With every life lost, Qin Xiong's killing intent toward Su Han intensified, now reaching its absolute peak.
