His voice abruptly turned sharp.
"Now! I've already done more than enough!"
"After today, the bond between us as fellow disciples ends here!"
With that, he did not look at Xuan Wuji again. He turned to Jiang Fan and said, "Fan'er!"
"Let's go!"
Jiang Fan nodded heavily, pushed Su Xin's wheelchair, picked up Jiang Ming, and followed behind Zixiao Zhenren, walking step by step toward the outside of Holy Master Peak.
Wherever the four of them passed, the crowd automatically parted to make a path.
No one dared stop them...
They returned to Zixiao Hall.
Jiang Fan settled Jiang Ming and Su Xin in place, took a pill, regulated his breathing for a moment, then came before Zixiao Zhenren and knelt again.
"Master!"
"What happened today was all because of me!"
"If I hadn't brought Jiang Ming into the Holy Land, this disaster never would have happened, and Master would never have been dragged into severing ties with the Holy Land..."
"I... I'm ashamed..."
Zixiao Zhenren helped him up and shook his head.
"There's no need to blame yourself!"
"Today's matter may seem related to Jiang Ming, but in truth, there were signs long ago!"
He rose and looked out the window, his gaze distant.
"Xuan Wuji has feared my Zixiao Hall for a long time!"
"Today's conflict was nothing more than him making an issue of it!"
"Even without Jiang Ming, he would have found some other excuse!"
"As for breaking with the Holy Land..."
Zixiao Zhenren smiled.
"Our Zixiao Hall lineage has always been an anomaly within Mystic Heaven Holy Land!"
"If Master had not spoken up back then, Zixiao Hall would never have existed at all!"
"So... this day would have come sooner or later. This isn't your fault!"
Zixiao Zhenren turned around and patted Jiang