"Ah, Huangfu Meigui, I will grind your bones to dust, I will tear you apart, and offer your blood as a sacrifice to the spirit of my son in heaven. I will kill you..."
In the Deep Water Bay Villa, a roar filled with hatred resounded as Zhao Quan violently rose from the sofa. His eyes nearly bursting, he stared at the image of his son covered in blood, his eyes still open in death, and let out roar after roar, furiously throwing his phone to the ground where it shattered into pieces.
A towering hatred and an unmistakable intent to kill burst forth from Zhao Quan.
"Huangfu Meigui, you have gone too far. I will not rest until you are dead. Even if it means employing the entire power of the Zhao Family, I will tear you to pieces..."
Zhao Quan, like a wild beast, roared as he wildly smashed the objects in the living room. Priceless vases worth millions were smashed into powder by his hands, and his roars continued to echo through the hall, chilling to the bone.
