Xuanyuan Wangba struggled to stand up, picked up his severed arm from the ground, and without daring to say another word, staggered away into the distance.
The master held the unconscious Yin Tian in his arms, his gaze sweeping over the people present, "You all know what to do about today's events."
Everyone trembled, silent as cicadas in winter.
Some sensible individuals immediately promised, slapping their chests, "Rest assured, Master, we will seal our lips for certain!"
"Exactly, exactly! We won't breathe a word about everything that happened today!"
Everyone spoke up in a flurry, fearful that the master would silence them permanently.
"Hmph!"
The master let out a light snort, then carried Yin Tian, with Yu Wentian by his side, and left for the Xuanyuan Family estate...
Inside the hospital.
Yin Tian lay on the hospital bed, his body wrapped in bandages, looking much like a mummy.
The master sat beside the bed with an angry look on his face, looking furious.
