Shen Tian was stunned upon seeing Qi Shaoxuan, who was kneeling in despair, and Heavenly Venerable Zi Xuan, who held where his arm was sliced off.
When did they come? Why are they looking at me with resentment? It's quite creepy.
Also, if your hand is severed, then go and heal it. Why are you looking at me?'
Is it a broken bottle scam? Do you think I won't kill you?
Huh? Why am I holding a sword, and there's even fresh blood on the blade?
Shen Tian's mouth twitched, and he probed guiltily, "Senior, is it me that sliced off your hand?"
Heavenly Venerable Zi Xuan was temporarily stunned. Then, as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly shook his head. "No, I accidentally chopped it off when I was practicing swordsmanship. It had nothing to do with Saint Tian."
Accidentally chopped himself when practicing swordsmanship?
