Yu Xiaogang sat by the lake, head bowed as he stared at his reflection on the water. His entire being radiated a silent, oppressive gloom.
Looking at himself in the lake, his face held not only its usual stiffness but also an inescapable sorrow and exhaustion.
Deep within his eyes lay intense hatred and unwillingness.
"Boss Flender, I've tried many times. Senior Ye has explicitly refused us time and again. If we keep pestering him, I'm afraid it'll provoke the dissatisfaction of other forces."
Zhao Wuji's voice came from behind him, delivering unsurprising bad news.
After the friendly match at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, they had repeatedly gone to the Nine-Heart Begonia Ye Clan, hoping to ask Ye Tianxin for help, only to be turned away each time.
The problem was that the Ye Clan was considered a revered healer in the Soul Master world, and many forces treated them with great respect.
If they continued to press the matter, other forces would certainly not mind stepping in to curry favor with the Ye Clan.
"Ah, I understand. After some time passes, I'll pay them a visit myself. If it still doesn't work, then forget it."
Flender sighed and glanced toward the outhouse.
Liu Erlong was currently lying inside. Not only had she lost an arm, but poison wracked her body, leaving her to endure pain day after day.
In barely more than a month, she had become nothing like her former self. The torment had left her utterly haggard, as though she might depart at any moment.
It made his heart ache terribly, yet there was nothing he could do.
As time fermented those emotions, they gradually transformed into hatred—pure hatred for Su Ge!
"I haven't made any progress either. With my current abilities and the conditions we have,