Ye Xiwen barely needed to think to know that there had to be a traitor within the Lineage. He could not possibly be one of Zhao Wuji's men, so the conclusion was simple: there was a traitor in the Zi Lineage.
The girl in green seemed unable to believe it no matter what. Although this matter was not known by no one, very few people knew of it in truth—only a handful. If something had gone wrong, then one of those people must have been the problem. That conclusion was simply unbelievable.
"Little fellow, it looks like there really are quite a few people who dislike you and want to deal with you!" Ye Xiwen stroked the little boy's head and said with a faintly amused smile. Yet his heart felt rather heavy. Such a young child had suffered untold torment since childhood.
The little boy remained silent. He said nothing, as though he had silently accepted such a fate. Perhaps the happiest days of his life had been the time he spent learning martial arts from Ye Xiwen.
The entire carriage quickly turned around, intending to flee into the distance. That Zhao Xuan was simply too terrifying, an existence they could not possibly contend against.
"Ha!" Blood Elf commander Bill let out a thunderous shout. Boundless blood energy surged from his body as he shot forward. At some point, a mountain-cleaving saber had appeared in his hand, and he hacked viciously toward Zhao Xuan.
"Trifling tricks. Bill, has no one told you that when fighting a Sage Realm expert, an Imperishable Realm cultivator like you is still far too lacking?" Suddenly, a divine kingdom appeared around Zhao Xuan, and endless spear radiance burst forth. In an instant, Bill was frozen in midair.
His entire body was bound by chains