Wuqiong Bi rushed to the center of the plateau and held up Bie Yanghong's tottering body. She stared at the blue-clothed visitor, her eyes filled with spite and wanting nothing more than to bite him. She yelled, "So it was you! We have never even met you, and there are no grudges between us, so why did you kill our beloved son!"
"Your son was always fated to die a violent death. I originally thought using his death to throw the continent into chaos was rather good, but alas…"
The blue-clothed visitor regretfully said, "I didn't expect that though His Holiness the Pope and the Holy Maiden were so young, they would have such outstanding techniques. If not, there would be no need for me to appear."
This really was the case. If the harmonious strikes of Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong had failed to beat back Wuqiong Bi, he truly would not have needed to act.
