Fan Tian said nothing.
Yao Chen's death had caught him by surprise as well.
Although he felt nothing for Yao Chen or Xiao Yan, he would not have deliberately schemed to kill them without some benefit at stake.
He could only say that fate toyed with people.
"Since Miss Xun'er has even handed over a Heaven-Rank Dou Technique and cultivation technique, let us consider today's incident a misunderstanding!"
Fan Tian swept his sleeve, sending Xiao Yan and Ling Ying flying backward.
Gu Xun'er remained expressionless. With a gentle lift of her delicate hand, she caught both men securely behind her.
Unhurriedly, she took medicinal pills from her Storage Ring, giving one to Ling Ying and the other to Xiao Yan.
Only then did Ling Ying groggily open his eyes. There was no telling whether his earlier fainting had been genuine or feigned.
"M-Miss... I have failed..."
"Shut up!"
Gu Xun'er interrupted him impatiently.
"Brother Xiao Yan, let Ling Ying take you back to the Xiao Clan first. There are some things I'll explain to you slowly afterward!"
"X-Xun'er..." Xiao Yan clenched his fists, his face bitter. A jumble of emotions churned inside him, and he hesitated to speak.
Just moments ago, his beloved teacher, Yao Lao, had been burned to ashes by his childhood sweetheart, yet as a mere Dou Shi, he could do nothing.
"Ling Ying, if you're not dead yet, escort Brother Xiao Yan away. If anything goes wrong, I won't spare you!" Gu Xun'er's expression darkened, her eyes filled with frost!
"Yes, Miss. This old servant will take Young Master Xiao Yan away at once!"
Having said that, he steadied his breathing slightly, then grabbed Xiao Yan and flew toward the Jia Ma Empire.
"M-Miss, please... be careful!"
"Get lost!" Gu Xun'er closed her eyes and paid