"Patriarch!" A middle-aged man shouted as he rushed into a hall, and several people in the hall turned to look at him, he then handed two crushed jades to the middle-aged man sitting on the top seat. "Look at this, Patriarch!"
"Hmm?" The patriarch received the two crushed jades and studied both of them, before long his expression became ugly and he asked in shock. "These two jades belong to Xi'er and Elder Ming, right?"
"Yes, both of them are theirs." The middle-aged man answered with a nod. "I've tried to contact Elder Ming, but I can't contact him, that means he really is dead."
Patriarch Xing's face darkened, and his killing intent leaked from his body. He sent Xing Ming off to the southern continent to save his daughter, but now they were both dead.
"What are we going to do now, Patriarch?" Another man asked in a gloomy tone, especially after he realized that Xing Ming and Xing Xi were already dead.