84: C84 My Son Is Buried Tu Haotian

C84 My Son Is Buried Tu Haotian

After leaving the park, Haotian returned to the villa.

At this time.

Tian Family Courtyard.

In the middle of the hall was a huge mahogany coffin, neatly placed in the middle of the hall, with white cloth and wreaths placed in front of it.

White mourning cloths had been hung around the hall.

The entire Tian Clan fell into a deathly silence, and the atmosphere couldn't help but send chills down everyone's spines.

A young man was lying inside the coffin.

He was Tian Han.

However, at this moment, he was nothing but a corpse. His affairs, along with his life, passed away along with it, becoming nothing more than smoke.

In front of the coffin were many people kowtowing and burning paper. Dressed in mourning robes, they had bitter expressions on their faces.

And at the very top of the hall, in an armchair.

A middle-aged man was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. His face was ashen, as if he was trying to suppress the rage in his heart.

He was the head of the Tian Clan, Tian Xiong!

Tian Han's biological father!

He slowly opened his eyes.

Tian Xiong came to his son's coffin and personally burned a pack of cigarettes worth one hundred thousand yuan. This was Tian Han's favorite brand before he died!

As Tian Xiong watched the cigarette slowly disappear in the flames, the fire in his eyes lit up and his killing intent intensified.

Today was the third day since Haotian had returned to the Hsingyi.

It was also the third day of his son's death.

Within three days, the Tian Clan did not make a move against Haotian. It was as if everything had quieted down.

This was not the case.

Tian Xiong was just waiting.

Regardless of who it was, regardless of whether there was power behind Haotian, since Haotian dared to touch his son on this one acre and three parts of Hsingyi, then … so he shouldn't even think about walking out of the Hsingyi alive.

He was already a dying man!

"Patriarch!"

Right at this moment, a subordinate with a white cloth on his head walked in.

"How is it? Has the whereabouts of that thief Haotian been investigated?" Hearing that, Tian Xiong turned around with both of his hands behind his back. His gloomy eyes lit up.

"Reporting to Patriarch, we've already found that Haotian has already taken up residence in Esquire House's villa."

"Esquire House!"

Tian Xiong's voice suddenly became cold and stern. The subordinate trembled on the spot due to the strong pressure. Finally, he knelt onto the ground with fear filling his eyes.

Droplets of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.1

The Patriarch's aura is too strong. I actually feel like I'm suffocating from a tsunami.

Looking at his subordinate's reaction, Tian Xiong instantly retracted the anger and anger in his heart. Tian Xiong suddenly let out a sigh of relief. However, before he could regain his senses, Tian Xiong once again burst out with a chilling intent.

"Bastard Haotian is actually able to stay in the Esquire House. It looks like he does have some wealth. However, he offended the wrong person!"

"Even if he's a strong dragon, in this Hsingyi, he's got to trap me."

His Tian Clan had reigned in the Hsingyi for hundreds of years, and had never experienced such humiliation.

His own son, had actually been killed!

This was a choice between him and the Tian Family.

As he spoke …

Tian Xiong stood on the ground and raised his head to look down on everyone. His expression was cold and ruthless as he shouted, "Pass down my order!"

"Gather all members of the Tian Family, surround the Lin Family, and attract Clear Sky!"

Tian Xiong's voice was clear and cold, like a demon from hell, filled with a murderous intent.

"When my son is buried tomorrow."

"Bloody Wash Lin Family!"

"Tu Haotian!"

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