At Witch Doctor Sect, Gunni Bayer, who found out that the Four Great Ghost Servants were all killed, was so enraged that he vomited three liters of blood right there and then.

After a while, he chided on the other end, “You b*stard, what kind of existence did you offend out there? Do you know how much time, energy, and resource I have spent to refine the Four Great Ghost Servants? Damn, it’s more than enough for me to use those to raise four sons, but you got them all killed at once? Why didn't you just die?”

Levi had never seen his father so angry.

His hands shivered in shock; his phone almost fell to the ground.

At this time, he hurriedly said, “Dad, I didn’t cause trouble outside. It’s because of that Alex Rockefeller, the man who’s called the Immortal Doctor by the best imperial doctor in America. I didn’t expect him to have such a high level of martial cultivation. Even the Four Great Ghost Servants were no match for him.”

Gunni went silent for a long time. Perhaps he wa