At the end of the early morning hours, just as the sky began to brighten, a group of people descended from the direction of Hidden Dragon Mountain.
Shen Chongming and Zhao Tuan heard the commotion, exchanged a glance, and hurried to meet them.
"Uncle?"
As the two approached, they vaguely saw that the person leading the group seemed to be Huang Lin, Shen Chongming called out.
Huang Lin said nothing, silently carrying Huang Qingzhou's corpse past the two of them, and knelt down in front of Shen Wenxing with a thud.
Seeing this scene, Shen Wenxing's heart tightened, he rushed forward to support him and said:
"Brother Lin..."
"Uncle... has passed away..." Huang Lin choked out, seemingly unable to hold back the sorrow in his heart any longer, and began to sob mournfully!
Shen Wenxing's expression instantly froze, he turned his head to look at Huang Qingzhou in front of him, and muttered.
"Father-in-law..."
