Just as Master directly crushed Mitaka Kojiro's ghost,
several South Island seniors called out at once, "Wait!"
But it was already too late. Mitaka Kojiro's human-shaped ghost fire had appeared, then vanished completely without a trace.
Uncle Yu raised his head at that moment, his voice slightly choked with emotion.
"Xiao Rou, child, there are still two enemies left. I'll definitely find them..."
Uncle Yu spoke softly, his eyes red.
Even so, the knot in his heart was gradually beginning to loosen.
Master looked at him and patted Uncle Yu on the shoulder.
Then he said softly,
"That day will come. Maybe Xiao Rou and your son are both still alive."
At Master's comforting words, Uncle Yu turned back and gave a faint smile, forcing down his grief.
When it came to important matters, the two martial brothers still got along quite well.
As long as no one mentioned fishing, everything was fine...
At the same time, the South Island seniors around us walked over.
"Ah! Fellow Daoist, why didn't you spare him and interrogate him for information?"
"Exactly! The Nine Chrysanthemum Sect has targeted the Feng Shui world of our Central Plains at every turn. We should have kept him alive for questioning."
"Fellow Daoist, you were too impulsive! You shouldn't have acted so rashly!"
"..."
With Master's explosive temper, how could he stand being criticized? Especially by a bunch of strangers he didn't even know.
You had to know, if Master failed to catch a fish, he would curse out the people beside him.
Now that he heard those words, Master immediately turned hostile.
"What the fuck does it have to do with you people whether I kill him or not? You keep yapping, and you've got a whole lot of bullshit to say!"
Master said it directly