The sound was gone, everything was gone.
At the entrance of the Xiao Family's villa, Yang Fan held that violin in his hand, his whole body covered in blood, leaving a trail of red behind him with each step he took.
He struggled to support himself as he walked forward, step by step, step by step, feeling no pain and having lost all sensation.
On the second-floor balcony behind him, the housekeeper stood there, with a man in a suit standing behind him.
"Are you really going to let him go? Now is the best opportunity to kill him, he has no strength left to resist." The man in the suit said unwillingly.
