Sangmo was so scared that she quickly put distance between herself and him and turned to look at Chishui Huang, "You saw clearly, it was he who wanted to harm himself, it has nothing to do with me."
Chishui Huang nodded at Sangmo and then stepped forward to grab Chishui Hefeng's bloodied hand. "Someone come, quick, my third brother is injured."
No sooner had his words fallen than a large group of people, in a panic, hurried over and were about to take Chishui Hefeng into the room.
Sangmo, still shaken, didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly rose to leave.
However, Chishui Hefeng suddenly called out to her.
"Sangmo."
When Sangmo turned around, she saw him looking at her with a desolate expression.
"I didn't mean to make things difficult for you and your master, I and that person are just the executors of Heaven's will."
After Chishui Hefeng finished speaking, he silently looked at her for a long time, "I'm sorry in any case."
