Tie Ti'er and the Eastern Tyrant man naturally had no idea what the old woman had just set up...
"Si Kong Jing is dead? Is he really dead?"
At that moment, tears welled in Tie Ti'er's eyes as she asked, once again sinking into extreme self-blame.
And this was exactly the effect the Eastern Tyrant man wanted. He stopped and smiled arrogantly. "Of course he's dead. No matter how formidable that little bastard Si Kong Jing was, how could he possibly survive the siege of a hundred men from our Eastern Tyrant Branch?"
"You could say he died because of you. It's only right that you take his body back for burial, isn't it?"
"Give me a few Imperial artifacts, and I'll get his body back for you."
As he spoke, cold sneers curled across the Eastern Tyrant man's lips.
He intended to run as soon as he got the Imperial artifacts, simply leaving Tie Ti'er where she was. Whatever happened afterward would have nothing to do with him.
This Eastern Tyrant man had long known that Si Kong Jing had been dragged into this by Tie Ti'er, and that the Yao Residence had been abandoned by Ancient Sacred Peak. The fact that Tie Ti'er had returned alone to search for someone proved that she must be terribly guilt-ridden.
Guilt-ridden meant she would have to hand over Imperial artifacts to reclaim the body. The Eastern Tyrant man felt that he was on the verge of success.
At that moment, Tie Ti'er's mind was buzzing nonstop.
She did not know that the Eastern Tyrant Branch had only sent twenty people to besiege the Yao Residence's group. Naturally, she felt that Si Kong Jing and the people of the Yao Residence had little hope of surviving.
In short, Si Kong Jing's death