The old man's expression instantly turned cold. "Who gave you permission to mention my grandson? Don't you know not to bring up that unfilial bastard in front of me? You damned woman, die!"
As he finished speaking, the old man dug his hands into the ground, his fingertips sinking into the soil. With a mighty leap, he landed right in front of Shen Zhiyao.
"Die!"
The old man flung the handful of dirt at Shen Zhiyao, but before it could even fall, he was violently thrown backward.
A mouthful of warm blood spewed from his lips.
That wave of Spiritual Power was enough to shatter every bone in a person's body. Needless to say, the old man wouldn't be getting back up.
Realizing he was no match for them, the old man finally grew fearful. He immediately tried to use the Judicial Sect as a shield. "No! You can't kill me! I'm a member of the Judicial Sect! If you kill me, they will never let you get away with it!"
