At that moment, although both men looked exhausted, they still stepped forward to express their gratitude.
"We truly have to thank you this time. If not for your intervention, we would never have overcome this crisis," Bai He said gratefully.
"First, I won't say any more words of thanks. From now on, if there is ever anything you need me for, just give the order," Yang Wudi said bluntly.
"You're too polite. As long as you can get settled properly, that's enough," Di yihong said with a smile, waving his hand.
The three chatted and laughed as they made their way to a corner of the main hall and took their seats.
At that moment, the air in the hall was still suffused with a faint smell of blood.
Thus, the surviving disciples were doing their utmost to clean up.
Meanwhile, Tang San and Tang Hao also took seats to the side at Di yihong's signal.
Yang Wudi and Bai He both looked utterly exhausted, but the moment they saw Tang San, anger inevitably rose in their hearts.
Although Tang San had done his utmost to help just now, the matter of Titan's assassination still left the two of them deeply enraged and confused.
After everyone sat down, the atmosphere immediately became exceptionally grave.
For a moment, even Di yihong did not know where to begin.
Before long, Yang Wudi was the first to break the silence, slamming his palm down on the table.
"Tang San, regarding your assassination of Titan, you must give us a reasonable explanation," Yang Wudi said. "What exactly was your purpose in dealing him such a vicious blow?"
"He has never treated your Clear Sky Sect badly."
"Besides, you all came here together this time. How could you do such a thing?"
Hearing this, Bai