The Master and His Disciple
Su Xingchen thought for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation for any of it.
But with the Spirit Refining Star Tome, a crucial treasure, still in his hands, he was unwilling to waste another second.
Seeing that Xiao Lian seemed to have brought the restless group behind him—who could hardly wait to kill him—under control, Su Xingchen's lips curled into a cold sneer. He flicked his sleeve, turned, and left.
Bai Zhancheng immediately followed in his footsteps, looking every bit the loyal bodyguard.
Bai Shan, Luo Tian, Chen Xiong, and the others watched from behind, unable to hide the hint of regret in their eyes.
They were disappointed that a fight had failed to break out. They had all lost to Bi Fan before; if they now got the chance to deal with his people, that wouldn't be a bad thing.
But without Su Xingchen and Bai Zhancheng leading the charge, no one could hold Xiao Lian back. All they could do was swallow their anger and leave.
Chu Jie brought up the rear. Deep in his eyes, worry slowly surfaced. After a moment's hesitation, he gave Zheng Shi'an a lingering look, then continued after the others.
In the blink of an eye, the group had passed through the entrance to Star Cloud River. The vast space was left with only Xiao Lian and the others.
As everyone stood in silence, Bi Fan's body, which had been lying off to one side, suddenly seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force. It turned into countless specks of light and vanished from the world before their eyes.
Su Ran blankly tilted her head up. Her eyes were swollen and red from crying as she looked at Dragon Sable and asked