Chapter 225 Borrowing a Person

Ling Tianyu turned off his phone, tucked it into his pocket, knelt on one knee on the ground, enduring the heartache, and reached out to close his unshut eyes, sending him on his last journey.

"How many people did your family send?" Ling Tianyu asked, his voice extremely hoarse. He needed to know how many had died—the lives owed must be repaid.

"Our family sent six," Zhao Xiangde, wiping away old tears, turned around and replied.

Hearing this, Ling Tianyu looked up, forcibly suppressing the pain and rage in his heart, his teeth gnashing loudly. This debt, he had to settle.

The Chu Family, Yang Family, Wu Family—all of their heads would be his. He had intended to truly confront them when it was time for Yanran's memorial service, but now it seemed they had already made their move.

Then let them await his counterattack—Ling Tianyu swore to annihilate the three families; the debt they owed must damn well be repaid.