"Qiudong!" Overcome with emotion, Mrs. Bo stood up and rushed toward Bao Qiudong, embracing him tightly as she cried out in grief.
THUMP THUMP THUMP!
THUMP THUMP THUMP!
THUMP THUMP THUMP!
Amidst the heartbreaking cries of mother and son, the sound of footsteps suddenly thundered through the open doorway, echoing into the Bo Family's main hall.
SWOOSH!
At the sound of the approaching footsteps, the family of three shuddered in unison. Their crying stopped cold.
Bo Xianmin's throat went bone dry. Gripping the sofa so hard his knuckles turned white, he slowly turned his head toward the door. As the cries of Bao Qiudong and his mother died away, the Bo Family's main hall fell so silent you could hear a pin drop.
The approaching footfalls were like the steps of the Death God, tolling a final countdown for their family's doom. The seconds ticked by, each one stretching for an eternity. Finally, an expressionless Qin Fan materialized in the suffocating atmosphere of the hall.
