In the desolate courtyard, two people glared at each other across a hedge.
Liu Xu laughed loudly and said, "Your master killed the top Inner Sect disciple, he's definitely going to die, and as Xie Tian's house servant, you will also be implicated and die! Kid, not so arrogant now, are you? Hahaha, heaven is not blind after all!"
Zheng Yu felt a chill run straight to his brain, causing his whole body to tremble. The gap between the disciples of Sword Tomb Island and the other disciples was like that between a prince and a beggar. With the high-ranking members of Sword Tomb Island furious, even ten lives wouldn't be enough for Xie Tian to survive.
What about himself?
"Xie Tian, oh Xie Tian, your lordship..." Zheng Yu looked up at the sky speechlessly, tears streaming down as he shouted, "Following you, your lordship is still doomed to die!"
