"Father!"
Nalan Zhangqian's eyes were red. He turned to look at the old master, his eyes bloodshot.
Old Master Nalan's pace was firm, his back was straight, and his aura was overwhelming, like a general who conquered the land back then.
The elder looked down; his gaze fell upon Old Master Nalan. He sneered and laughed sarcastically.
"Feng Tianwu's father-in-law? Since that's the case, I'll take you first, and I'll see if that bastard Feng Tianwu will come back or not!"
Boom!
In an instant, the elder rushed toward Old Master Nalan, setting off a gale.
Old Master Nalan was stunned, breathing hard, as if all the air from his surroundings had been sucked, making it uncomfortable for him to breathe.
Under this heavy pressure, he did not even have the strength to dodge the attack.
