Therefore, when Li Zhiyuan entered, he became the sole inheritor of the Qin family in this generation, and it was the same for the Liu family.
When Li Zhiyuan was carried past Jie Shun'an, Jie Shun'an breathed heavily and whispered:
"Qin Family... Qin Family... Are the Qin Family truly... truly dead... truly all gone?"
Li Zhiyuan still ignored him.
At this moment, silence meant consent.
Jie Shun'an's face lit up with joy, and he burst into laughter.
"Hehehe... Hahahahaha!"
However, this time the laughter was devoid of the previous ferocity.
Images of the past arose in his mind:
Under his grandmother's knee, listening to stories of the forefathers and the Dragon King of Qin Family suppressing the General together, stories about what kind of family the Qin family is, and generations of Dragon Kings who traveled the world for the Righteous Path.
Those nights, holding the Dragon King Tablet of the Qin family, weeping and pleading, offering sacrifices.
