In front of the simple thatched hut, the tense atmosphere suddenly collapsed because the Southern Monster, Du Ying, dissipated the murderous intent in his eyes.
The entire sky seemed to brighten up, the sunshine becoming warm and the daylight dazzling.
"To have a girl go against her heart to save me, betraying her own disciple—I am truly old and useless now," the elder sighed.
For a declining veteran of the martial world, this predicament was one of helplessness and powerlessness. It was like an aged eagle that couldn't flap its wings anymore, facing the new generation of eaglets that were growing up—with no advantage left, only disadvantages were apparent.
Ye Zi stayed by the elder's side, "Senior saved me as well. If you were hurt because of Ye Zi, then my sin would be tremendous."
"Heh, you are a kind girl," the elder said slowly. After hearing these words, Ye Zi managed only a forced, faint smile and did not explain further.
