Ning Tianping placed Li Zhaoqing's head beside the memorial tablet and knelt down.
"Master in heaven, your disciple Ning Tianping personally killed the enemy, and have finally avenged you! If your spirit is in heaven, you can rest in peace."
After talking, Ning Tianping kowtowed three times solemnly.
For so many years, Mo Lifei treated Ning Tianping like a son. Ning Tianping's feelings toward him, it was second only to his feelings toward Ye Yuan.
This time, the impact of Mo Lifei's death was tremendous to Ning Tianping.
However, the Ye Yuan by the side, his eyes flashed.
He sensed that kind of fluctuation again!
This fluctuation was intangible and formless but was exactly the same as his father back then.
Ye Yuan's heart stirred slightly, Mo Lifei's soul had clearly already disintegrated. Right now, a hint of undulation was actually produced above his memorial tablet.