Lian Pingchao trembled all over with rage. "Well done, Yun Zhaochен! You usually pretend to be a modest gentleman, but today you've finally exposed your true nature. You grovel before a Void Sage and disregard friends of many years! You compare yourself to Guan Ning? I say you aren't even worthy of Hua Xin!"
"Since Yun Zhaochен has torn his robe to sever his bonds with his compatriots of the Bloodmang Ancient Land for the sake of people from the Saint Origin Continent, I, Mo Yao, swear today before heaven, earth, and Sage Kong that I shall tear my robe and sever my bonds with Yun Zhaochен!" Mo Yao's voice then echoed through the Crime Hall.
Lian Pingchao's eyes grew moist. "Brother Mo, in the Bloodmang Ancient Land, your benevolence and righteousness are without equal, and your wisdom and courage stand above all others. From this day onward, I am willing to follow you and serve you like a faithful hound or horse!"
Xiong Tu suddenly assumed a solemn expression. "To think the Human Race could produce such a tragedy of loyalty and righteousness. I am deeply moved. I swear by my ancestor Xiong Han that, if I can break free of these chains, I will release Mo Yao and Lian Pingchao. This is not betrayal of my race. Rather, these loyal and righteous men have touched my heart and won my wholehearted admiration. I would rather bear the infamy of betraying my race than fail to save these two. Of course, I will also save anyone who tears his robe and severs his bonds with Fang Yun and the others."
Lian Pingchao, Mo Yao, and the others were moved.
Lian Pingchao sighed softly. "Friends of many years prove inferior even to the Demon Race. Yun Zhaochен, how can you