Under the brilliant display of thirty-two soul fireworks...
Under the ghostlike gazes of the Tian family...
Everyone, like the Ling family, leapt off the cliff with regret, reluctance, fear, and suffocation.
Tian Ru no longer looked at Xie Tian.
He felt he had seen through the other.
A villain.
Yet more ruthless than anyone.
Isn't there a saying?
Evil people have their own matches.
It vividly explained everything that had just happened.
"Looks like it's our turn..." With a sigh, feeling a sudden understanding of acceptance, Tian Ru walked toward the edge of the cliff.
Tian Qin's face changed once more.
Tian Ru's actions reminded him, who had been merely observing, of one thing—why would someone on the brink let your Tian family go?
But glancing at his clan members who were weak and trembling as they approached the cliff, Tian Qin's face showed struggle until he gathered his courage before three breaths passed.
"Sir, do we, do we have to jump too?"
