Chapter 947: Iris Nan Gong Took Her Own Life!

Whoosh! A black silhouette drifted down from the ragged hole torn open in the sky. He wore a hooded black robe that swallowed his shape and shadowed his face. No one could make out his face. Yet as he descended, everyone in the world felt it as plain as a blade against the throat: this man could decide who lived and who died. "The Sovereign!" Ferrid Chu's grandmother, Lai Lihua, had been wiping away tears for her dead grandson. At the sight of the newcomer, shock lit her face. She had seen...