"Tingfang!"
After a shout, tears burst forth uncontrollably.
Due to the loss of their parents, Fu Tingfang had followed him since childhood and was practically raised by him.
The bond between the brother and sister was extremely deep.
Even after Fu Tingyuan established Cyan Bamboo Ridge and became the Great Village Chief, Fu Tingfang remained by his side.
But now, his only sister had died, right within the Central Courtyard Stronghold, not even two miles away from his seclusion at Dishui Cliff.
All of this combined drove Fu Tingyuan nearly insane.
No one dared to speak.
Everyone hid far away, watching the Great Village Chief crying out in agony while holding his sister's corpse, as silent as cicadas in winter.
Many had a premonition that a storm of blood and gore was approaching.
And sure enough.
After wailing for a while, Fu Tingyuan suddenly stopped and gritted his teeth, lowly growling, "Someone come!"
"Here!"
