After a while, before Ye Qiu could speak, Liu Qingfeng collapsed and knelt down.
"Martial Uncle, I beg you. Please use your divine power to save my master's life. I'm willing to exchange my life for it."
Ye Qiu was deeply touched and gratified when he saw his sorrowful gaze. Senior Brother had taken in a good disciple.
He could understand Liu Qingfeng's feelings very well. It was the same feeling he had back then. He had suddenly lost the most important person in his life. The loss of control of his emotions was difficult to hide.
Even Lin Qingzhu and Zhao Wan'er felt their hearts ache.
They didn't dare to think about it. If the person lying on the ground was Ye Qiu, their reaction might be even worse than Liu Qingfeng.
"Master!"
Lin Qingzhu tugged at Ye Qiu's clothes and wanted to say something, but Ye Qiu signaled her to be quiet with a look. Then, he said, "All of you, move aside."
