Night.
The autumn rain was continuous, bringing with it seventy percent coldness and thirty percent murderous intent.
The Su family.
"Grandpa, you've just recovered from a serious illness, please rest early. I'll take care of grandma," Su Yueli said softly.
Old Master Su looked around at the already sleeping members of the Su family, sighed at Su Yueli, and said, "Your grandmother has always undervalued you, yet you still have this filial piety. Yueli, you truly are a good child."
Just then, a Su family scout suddenly ran in from outside, his body covered with fresh blood.
"Old Master, it's, it's bad news!"
"Why the panic? What happened to the blood all over you?" Old Master Su asked.
"Xu, people from the Xu family have come to kill us!" The Su family scout said before collapsing to the ground.
What?
Upon hearing this, Old Master Su stood up abruptly.