Tie Ti'er muttered to herself, "I'm the one who got Brother Sikong killed. It was me..."
At that moment, Weng Ting hurried over and said, "Holy Maiden Tie, Junior Brother Sikong isn't dead. There's no need to worry."
Although Pei Yuzheng had not gone far, as a woman, Weng Ting could not bear to see Tie Ti'er, so young, sink into such misery.
The moment she said this, Tie Ti'er abruptly lifted her head and asked in delighted surprise, "Really?"
But before Weng Ting could answer, Pei Yuzheng suddenly turned back. "What utter nonsense. He was hit by one of my arrows and still isn't dead? You people are quite good at comforting yourselves. Besides, didn't you see that I even made up for it with a second arrow?"
He did not like Weng Ting's consolation. Even if it was only a well-intentioned lie, he still hated it...
He wanted Tie Ti'er to collapse on the spot!
Yet Hua Meixi had already stepped forward. "Pei Yuzheng, Sikong Jing isn't dead. Go back and take a look if you don't believe me."
Of course, Pei Yuzheng still did not believe her. He sized Hua Meixi up from head to toe and said, "Demonic Charm Battle Body, are you already so impatient to seduce me? Once the District-Seizing War is over and you're in my bed, it won't be too late to seduce me then."
Naturally, he had not noticed that Hua Meixi was now an eighth-grade battle body, as she had concealed it.
Thus, after just that one sentence, Pei Yuzheng ignored Hua Meixi.
He looked back at Tie Ti'er and smiled. "That fellow with the compound surname Sikong is dead. Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he'd still be dead."
Above them, Pei Feie had already spotted Pei Yuzheng