After Jimo Tianling left, Meimei could no longer endure the fear in her heart and started to cry: "Grandpa, I’m scared..."

"Sigh."

Elder Ling sighed softly and tenderly held Meimei’s small body in his arms: "Meimei, it’s Grandpa who wronged you. The Young Master is the hope of our entire Merfolk Clan, so even if it meant risking dragging you all down, I had to save him back then. Without the Young Master, it might not be long before the Merfolk Clan would be destroyed by the Jimo Family..."

Meimei raised her small pink face, biting her lip, and her small body was still trembling: "The Young Master can’t die, so I don’t blame Grandpa."

"Meimei."

Elder Ling’s heart suddenly stopped. As loyalty and family cannot both be maintained, for the Young Master’s safety, the only thing he could give up was his relatives...

A tear from his aged eyes fell down onto Meimei’s small head.

Meimei looked up, gently wiping away Elder Ling’s tears, and said: "Grandpa, don’t cry. Meimei promises not to be scared anymore. The Young Master will avenge us..."

"Meimei, Grandpa also believes in the Young Master. He will definitely avenge us..."

For a moment, the atmosphere inside the prison cell grew heavy.

That day, when they chose to risk everything to save the Young Master, they already had this resolve, so their hearts were already prepared...

And without regrets!

...

The following day.

The square was packed with people.

Almost all the nobles of the Merfolk Clan had arrived, along with countless onlookers...

Under the escort of a group of guards, everyone was pressed into the execution ground, bearing a do-or-die determination...

Jimo Tianling looked coldly at Elder Ling being escorted forward, a mocking smile in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, this old guy still had such a stubborn temper, choosing death over revealing Yse’s whereabouts. In that case, keeping this old man was useless; let him report to hell first.

"Elder Ling, do you have any last words?"

Jimo Tianling sneered, looking at Elder Ling expressionlessly.

Elder Ling’s expression was indifferent, his voice chilling: "Jimo Tianling, your Jimo Family will pay for what you’ve done one day. The Young Master will avenge us!"

"Hahaha!"

Jimo Tianling burst into laughter twice, finally suppressing his laughter, and sneered: "Elder Ling, do you still want to argue at this point? Bringing the Young Master into this. If it weren’t for your betrayal, how could the Yi Family have fallen? How could the Young Master have perished? It’s all your fault! Today, I will eliminate you in front of everyone! To avenge those who sacrificed for the Young Master and the Yi Family!"

Elder Ling’s body stiffened. He gently closed his eyes, no longer glancing at Jimo Tianling.

"However, Elder Ling, who do you think I should start with? How about starting with the women!"

Jimo Tianling waved his hand, a sinister look in his eyes.

Upon receiving the order, the samurai holding a longsword walked towards a woman at the edge. The woman’s body trembled slightly, but before she could speak, the samurai’s sword pierced into her body.

Plop!

When the longsword was pulled out, a stream of blood gushed out, staining the entire ground red...

"Mother!"

A heart-wrenching shout echoed through the square, but more than that was rage: "You bastards, you killed my mother! You will never die a good death! Even if I become a ghost, I won’t let you go, aaaaah!!!"