C513 Scripture of Rebirth

In the courtyard of the Zhao family, the dark hall seemed to be sighing for the countless deaths and injuries every day. Zhao Batian sat in the courtyard, as if he had become a dozen years older.

His most valued son, the young Patriarch that he had spent countless efforts to nurture since young, had died in the hands of his own clansmen. In the past, no matter who it was