At those words, the guards' faces turned deathly pale.
True Lord Hao frowned as well. After sweeping his gaze around, he said, "Tian'er, do not fool around. You do not trust others—do you not even trust Father Emperor? Enough. A real man can handle a little injury!"
He then waved his hand, ordering the guards to help the man in red to his feet, but he did not truly punish them.
After all, he knew perfectly well what had happened just now. His own son had insisted on standing up high; he could not blame anyone else.
True Lord Hao then turned toward Jiang Bei in the distance. A gentle smile appeared on his face as he strode over, cupped his hands, and solemnly bowed. "Little brother, thank you for saving him just now. Otherwise, my useless son might have lost his life. Please accept this old man's bow!"
The onlookers were stunned by the sight, drawing sharp breaths.
They had not expected the son to be so overbearing while his father was so amiable and mild. This was a Saint Immortal Realm existence—the sect master of the Heaven Severing Sect!
To lower himself so much and bow to a young man was truly a rare sight!
Jiang Bei was slightly surprised by True Lord Hao's solemn bow. He quickly stepped aside and returned the gesture with cupped hands, neither servile nor arrogant. "Senior overpraises me. This junior merely happened to be nearby and acted in urgency. It was no more than lifting a hand. I could not simply watch a life vanish before my eyes. It was my duty; Senior need not take it to heart."
The appreciation in True Lord Hao's eyes deepened. Stroking his beard, he laughed heartily. "Hahaha! Good! What a 'lifting of a hand'! To