C98 Just a Few Dead People

The vast expanse of ruins vanished before one's eyes as Fang Zhongze's tormented spirit met its tragic end, disintegrating at a speed perceptible to the naked eye.

In an instant.

All that was left was ash.

Jiang Dao's engorged form rapidly deflated back to its original state. Bare-chested and imposing, his gaze icy, he strode away from the scene.

Was Fang Zhongze to be pitied?

Certainly