At this moment!
Gu Xiongzhou felt even worse and more stifled than Mo Yu Zixuan. Since Li Tianming had gotten into trouble here, the responsibility was his, and he had no way to answer to Yue Li Lian.
But it had already happened. There was nothing he could do!
Sure enough, upon seeing this happen, Sifang Nanyang shook his head and sighed. "If you had believed me sooner and treated the White Tiger Military Talisman with proper awe, this tragedy would never have happened. Now look at this, Gu Xiongzhou. Because of your stubbornness and stupidity, our Hunyuan Mansion has lost a precious genius equivalent to an Awakener! What crime should you be charged with?"
Mo Yu Zixuan could no longer bear it and said coldly, "How have you determined that Li Tianming has already been 'lost'? Perhaps he is still fine?"
Sifang Nanyang burst out laughing. Pointing at the White Tiger Military Talisman in Battlefield Seven, he sneered, "Locked inside that tiger's jaws and bombarded? By now, he probably cannot even leave ashes behind. He cannot be saved, yet you still expect him to come out alive and kicking?"
"Or perhaps you expect him to settle Tiger Roar for you in less than half a year?"
After speaking, Sifang Nanyang shook his head with a helpless smile... though it was really a mocking smile.
Yet just as his words fell, the White Tiger Military Talisman in Battlefield Seven rolled several times with its head lowered before suddenly freezing in place.
Its enormous body went limp and sprawled upon the ground. Its gaze was initially dull, but then the pupils in its eyes changed into colors, revealing an exceptionally sacred state.
At last, it lay prone with its tiger head lifted, its jaws open.
A colorful torrent seemed to surge