Li Changchi brushed his robe and spoke in a low voice, slowly saying, "Burning down the ancestral hall, erasing the memorial tablets… Your actions… have branded you a criminal of the clan."
Li Qingsui clenched the black umbrella.
That scene made Li Changchi frown slightly.
He imperceptibly shifted to one side… The explosive force from that large umbrella just now had shaken him deeply; he himself had nearly been brought down by this junior.
If there were to be a third burst, he feared he might truly stumble.
However… all sealed artifacts in this world require the consumption of essence.
The two previous explosions in the ancestral hall had been terrifying enough; surely, the power of this black umbrella must have been depleted by now?
Being just a bit more cautious should be enough to avoid any mishaps.
"You… burned down the ancestral hall?"
Upon hearing this, Li Qingci was taken aback and asked through a transmission.
"Yes."
