C184 Massacre

Lu Chen let out a soft chuckle, deftly tucking the storage ring into his palm. In the blink of an eye, his gaze turned icy, sweeping over the assembly in the hall with the sharpness of a hawk.

His lips twisted into a sinister smile. "Today, it's not just your father who will die, but you, and every last member of the Zhang family as well!"

Lu Chen's voice was soft