"Why didn't you stop the Sect Leader?" At that moment, Zi Ling, Yin Zhu, and the others had arrived, staring at the cliff in disbelief. It couldn't be. The Sect Leader couldn't be dead. This couldn't be real!
"Is this what you wanted? You wanted to kill Sect Leader! After all the kindness she showed you, how could you be so heartless!" Yin Zhu, innocent and impulsive, struck a blow to Gu Han's chest.
Gu Han did not resist; he took the blow without a word. A muffled groan escaped his lips as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Yin Zhu, seemingly unsatisfied, charged at him again, her fury growing. But Gu Han stood there like a lifeless corpse, making no effort to defend himself as she pummeled him with fists and feet.
Seeing his utter indifference, Yin Zhu's anger intensified. She drew a flute and pressed a hidden mechanism, transforming it into a dagger. Without hesitation, she advanced, determined to fight to the death.
"Yin Zhu, stop!" Zi Ling rushed forward, grabbing the deranged Yin Zhu. She had no regard for the severity of her actions, and if she continued, Gu Han would surely die. Moreover, it wasn't Gu Han who killed the Sect Leader—it was Evan Skylar!
Yin Zhu gripped the dagger tightly, her thoughts consumed by rage. If only he had saved Sect Leader, she wouldn't have fallen off the cliff!
The Sect Leader loved him so much, and yet he had been cold-hearted enough to watch her die. Everything was his fault—his fault! In an instant, Yin Zhu exuded an overwhelming killing intent.
"Kill him, and the Sect Leader will hate you!" Zi Ling observed the bloodthirsty glint in Yin Zhu's eyes, realizing the danger. This was the sign of her losing control. She hastily attempted to stop her, hoping she would heed her words.
Yin Zhu froze for a moment upon hearing those words, but finally, she relented and let go of her weapon. Yes... if Gu Han died, the Sect Leader would hate her.
The room fell silent, everyone grappling with the guilt of not having been able to save the Nebula Sect. While they hadn't directly killed the Sect Leader, they were undeniably accomplices.
"Young Master!" Mo Yu, stunned by the sight before him, found Gu Han sitting on the ground, blood staining his lips, clothes in tatters, and a large bloodstain on his sleeve. His hair was disheveled, and he appeared completely broken.
"Everything is gone... Everything is gone..." Gu Han muttered, his gaze vacant as he stared ahead.
"Young Master, you're wounded. Come back with me, quickly!" Mo Yu urgently reached out.
"Everything is gone... Everything is gone..." Gu Han ignored Mo Yu's pleas, lost in his own sorrowful world.
Mo Yu, unconcerned with offending Gu Han, picked him up and started walking back. It was clear that Gu Han had lost his sanity. No matter what was said, he wouldn't respond. The immediate priority was to get a doctor to check on his injuries.
Zi Ling cast a long, regretful glance at the departing Gu Han. Had she known how things would turn out, she would have made different choices.
Shaking her head helplessly, she turned her gaze to the hesitant sect leaders of the other factions. "Nebula Sect has many matters to address now. I won't keep you any longer." With that, she turned away, leaving the leaders stunned and speechless.
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Back at Nebula Sect, Mo Yu carefully laid Gu Han on a bed. In a rush, he ran out to find Bing Li, familiar with her clinic from frequent visits to collect medicine. "Bing Li, please come help. What happened to our master?" Mo Yu grasped her wrist urgently.
Bing Li turned around, her wrist squeezed painfully, causing her to frown involuntarily. She spoke coldly, "Let go."
"Oh... sorry!" Mo Yu, seeing her wrist redden, realized he had acted too rashly.
Bing Li didn't acknowledge his apology. Grabbing her medical kit, she walked toward Gu Han's room. If it weren't for the Sect Leader's request to look after him, she would have killed him already!
...
"He only has external injuries. A few doses of medicine, some rest, and he will recover." Bing Li, seemingly uninterested in seeing Gu Han, prepared the prescription and turned to leave.
...
"Young Master, drink your medicine," Mo Yu urged as he watched Gu Han, who was growing weaker by the day. He hadn't eaten in three days since the Sect Leader's death, nor would he drink the medicine. His wounds had worsened, and if this continued, Gu Han would perish. But no matter how Mo Yu tried to convince him, Gu Han wouldn't drink. Even when Mo Yu forced it on him, Gu Han would simply spit it out, and Mo Yu was left helpless.
"Everything is gone... Everything is gone..." Gu Han's voice was hollow, his eyes empty.
"Young Master, what do you mean, everything is gone?"
"Everything is gone... Everything is gone..." Elora was gone, and with her, Gu Han's heart had vanished.
As Mo Yu stood, helpless and distressed, Hong Xiu walked in...