Old Sun had known about Fang Che's spiritual sense for a long time. What was there to make such a fuss about? It was only a little larger than expected.
In any case, the boy would recover, but he still couldn't swallow this grievance.
So Old Sun played a little trick and said coolly, "The Lord of the Dark Night was assassinated in the Sole True Sect, and the attackers were Death Warriors of the Sole True Sect. Once this news reaches Kanke City, Eastern Chief Strategist will probably laugh in his dreams. Sure enough, I'm not the only one whose family has suffered a scandal. My family made a fool of itself, but I never expected the Sole True Sect to make an even bigger fool of itself."
"Lord of the Dark Night, the sect's future hope was assassinated. This really is... tsk, tsk..."
"The Guardians are probably grinning from ear to ear."
Ignoring Yan Nan's murderous glare, Sun Wutian leisurely delivered his final blow: "Starting tonight, the Guardians' happiest days will probably begin. Who knows, they may even have to drink a few rounds to celebrate."
"Fuck!"
Yan Nan flew into a rage.
He nearly slapped Sun Wutian into a pancake on the spot.
You keep stabbing me in the heart with one icy knife after another. Are you a Guardian or a protector of the Sole True Sect?
"What's the matter? Are you very happy too, Great Hero Sun?" Yan Nan asked through gritted teeth.
"Happy!"
Sun Wutian chuckled. "Happier than when my entire family was slaughtered... At least that time I didn't lose this much face. Besides, I'm a victim this time too... Losing face has nothing to do with me."
"My lineage has been wiped out twice, I've been killed once, and now even my