Step — Step — Step.
Ye Xuan, holding the Nangong Family genealogy, was strolling along until he came to the side of a young man, his Bloodthirsty Demon Sword pressed against the young man's chest, he turned his head to look at Nangong Tian in the video call and said, "Nangong Shu, it's your third son who's next to die."
"Turn off the video, and get out of Xia Country immediately."
Watching Ye Xuan's terrifying methods in the video, the man with the ghostly face stiffened, and even more so, he bellowed to Nangong Tian.
Unfortunately, Nangong Tian was already lost in endless grief at this moment, he completely ignored the man with the ghostly face's warning, pleading with Ye Xuan, "No, please don't, I'll come to see you right away."
"Time's up."
Like the Bell Of The Dead Soul tolling, akin to Yama reaping souls, Ye Xuan's voice was calm, but it signified the passing of a life.
"Dad, save me… Save me… I don't want to die…"
Psh!