The Black Iron devil died, leaving nothing behind but the faint scent of blood lingering in the air.
Bai Ze stood in silence. He could not put his feelings into words; he had searched so desperately for his parents for so long, only to be met with the tragic news of his father’s death.
Just as he stood there in a daze, two of the nine people behind him suddenly lunged forward, brandishing machetes, intending to finish Bai Ze off.
Chapter 129