Su Yi halted and looked at the woman kneeling there, her forehead battered until blood streamed down. "Get up. I do not like being begged on one's knees."
The woman's entire body stiffened, yet she did not rise.
She raised her head with difficulty and said hoarsely, "Master Su, I have nothing left. Other than kneeling and begging you, I... I have no other way..."
Blood trickled down her pallid face, making her look miserable and frightening.
Yet she paid it no heed, merely kneeling there and gazing up at Su Yi before her.
At this moment, the blood-soaked old man stepped forward and said softly, "Master Su, her name is Zhan Yun. On the night of the Blood Moon not long ago, her senior brother, Xie Gu Bei, was killed by a great enemy from the Western Cold Region while saving her."
After saying that, the old man let out a long sigh.
Su Yi raised a hand and pointed at the bloodstained battle robe she was clutching tightly in her arms. "Was this your Senior Brother's?"
The woman nodded. "Senior Brother was saving me when someone used a secret art to blast apart his Dao body and erase his divine soul. Only this tattered battle robe remained."
As she spoke, she burst into tears again. "If not for me, Senior Brother would not have died so miserably."
A Dao Unification Realm Ascension True Person was now kneeling on the ground, heartbroken beyond measure!
"Oh? Could that Su fellow you have been talking about really have arrived?"
Suddenly, the Purple-Robed Youth's voice rang out from beyond the city. "Does he dare come out and meet me?"
His voice carried throughout the city.
The Eastern Profound Region's experts all instinctively looked toward Su Yi.
Yet Su Yi seemed utterly unaware.