The flickering flames cast shadows that danced unpredictably.
The silent woods, the disciples of Seven Extremes Hall who remained barely alive had already departed, taking with them the Sword Master and the corpses of their brethren.
Whether they could return alive to Seven Extremes Hall was not within Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun's considerations.
That 'thief' had also left.
They might as well have left together.
As for what might happen between them after leaving, Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun did not care.
However, this action actually bore a semblance of killing the spirit along with the body.
If that 'thief' wanted to live a bit longer, then the later his betrayal was known to Seven Extremes Hall, the better.
He could make any number of choices for this reason.
