Pei Qianlan watched as Lei Hao's head was chopped off, rolling on the ground a few times before coming to a stop. His eyes bulged out in a look of death as if his last wish hadn't come true.
His remaining body turned into dust and was scattered in the wind.
Her eyes reddened instantly. Lei Hao had done the same thing to her father many years ago—grinding his bones to dust.
She raised her head to the sky, tears streaming down her cheeks. She murmured, "Father, mother... your daughter has avenged your deaths..."
Gu Yang stepped back, allowing her to vent her emotions. He turned to Lei Hao's subordinates and asked, "Where is the treasure Lei Hao left behind?"
Under his oppressive gaze, the present ones were shivering like leaves. When they heard his question, they were struck dumb.
The treasure?
For a moment, they thought they had heard wrong.
Could it be that this unparalleled powerhouse was actually interested in the gold and silver that Lei Hao left behind?