C579 Ancestral Hall

The old man with dry hair kneeled on the ground. With brown eyes, he looked at Qin Fann and the others from time to time. The old man had already surrendered, but Qin Fann did not mention anything about letting this guy go.

In Qingxu's eyes, the golden Eight Trigrams Plate flashed. He nodded and said, "This old man has more death Qi on him, but he doesn't have any resentment