C85 The Second Strongest in a Thousand Years

"Tell me, how exactly did my uncle, Lin Youya, meet his end?"

In the courtyard, Lin Haoran's hand was clamped around Peng Wei's throat, hoisting him off the ground.

"Lin, if you're brave enough, just kill me. Otherwise, you can ask me countless times, and my answer will remain the same—I don't know."

Bang! Bang!

Upon hearing this, Lin Haoran became enraged