Holy Palace Changing

"He..." Auntie Mei wanted to say something, but a hand squeezed her head. It twisted her head, ripped it off, and threw it to the ground like trash.

Auntie Mei's head rolled across the floor. Her eyes were wide open. They were full of misery and appeared as if she did not want to die yet.

Han Sen stared at the figure and asked, "Who are you? Why are you killing them?"

The figure looked like a human. It looked very young too. The person seemed to be about 20 years old. He was weirdly handsome. He had some weird presence that could not be described. His eyes were very small. They were like the eyes of a fox.

"A group of useless stuff. They could not even guard the holy palace. What was the point of keeping them alive?" The young man licked his lips. He smiled and looked at Han Sen. "You are Littleflower's father. I did not expect a guy who did not practice holy body could earn Qin Xiu's approval."