Looking at the angry crowd, Deng Hu suddenly thought, was he wrong after all?
What Shen Yunya had done had been broadcasted on the large projector wall of Jialan Hall and was known to everyone in this world. She was a person who had caused a great public outcry. Would he still want to avenge her like this?
Si Mobai stood on one side, looking at Deng Hu who was in a daze and gently curled his lips. "Alchemist Deng, it is already noon, are you still competing?"
It seemed that his determination to seek revenge for Shen Yunya was being shaken by the anger of the people. This was for the best.
"Yes, of course, I will compete!" Deng Hu glared at Si Mobai as he listened to the angry voices. He continued, "No matter who Ya'er was to you, she was an obedient disciple in my eyes. I cannot persecute one of my own even if she was guilty and deserved death. I cannot be unmoved."
