Rakshasa's Might

When Wei Ting and Su Li returned home, it was already very late.

The moment the two of them entered the courtyard, they instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

Li Wan coaxed Wei Xiyue to bring her into the room.

Wei Qing came out in his wheelchair in the courtyard. Ghostfear, Wei Liulang, and the assassin were also there.

Everyone's expression was solemn.

Su Li blinked and asked, "Hey, what's wrong? You look like you want to eat someone. Was Leng Ziling here to cause trouble again?"

"It's not Leng Ziling." Wei Liulang frowned. "It's Dad. He's gone."

"What do you mean?" Su Li did not understand.

He had only been here for a short time and did not know much about Wei Xu's situation. He only knew that he had been controlled by the Saintess with medicine in the past few years and had almost been refined into a puppet expert who only listened to the Saintess.