Jian Wudao's sword Qi was still soaring. Ye Tianren's escape made him furious.
Han Fei continued, "You don't seem to care much about Ye Qingchan's death. Since her death, you have been exceptionally angry, but you haven't gone crazy. You didn't even treat her corpse well. Hehe, the two of you just want to use each other. She wants to use you, and you want to use her too. She wants to get your divine path, and you want to become a god with her help. What a beautiful couple."
"Shut up."
"Shut up, b*stard. Don't slander our Holy Lady."
Jian Wudao glared fiercely, seemingly on the verge of exploding in anger.
The experts of the Miracle Forest all scolded Han Fei angrily, but they had no intention of attacking, as if they were waiting for Jian Wudao to attack.
However, at this moment, a green light soared into the sky from the Sword Abyss.
Han Fei peeped at the object and opened his mouth in surprise. "Bronze fragment?"
Swish!
