The Shenzhen pills and formations shop opened as usual the following day.
However, the Guan family was not calm.
"What did you say?" An angry voice resounded in the room.
Hearing the voice and feeling the accompanying pressure, a middle-aged man swallowed.
"Ancestor, the sixth child's soul lamp has gone out." The middle-aged man repeated his words.
This middle-aged man was Guan Cheng, the twelfth elder of the Guan family.
Guan Cheng was in charge of the ancestral hall and consequently, the clan's soul lamps.
"When did the lamp go out?" The ancestor asked.
"Two shichen ago."
"How did it go out?"
"It first flickered and then began to fade. It went out within one incense stick."
Guan Gang hit the table when he heard that.
"Who is it? Who is it that dares to kill a descendant of my Guan family?" The ancestor roared in anger.
At the same time, several people rushed into the hall.
These people were a middle-aged couple and several youngsters including Guan Ying.
