Chu Luohen truly had rotten luck. Although he, too, had been rescued, his circumstances were completely different from Su Jiu's and Qi Song's.
He had landed on the Back Mountain of this world's Heavenly Dawn Sect.
He did not know how he had lost consciousness. All he knew was that when he woke, someone seemed to be prying his fingers apart.
He also heard two disgruntled voices arguing about something.
"The Sect Master already said he's to become the Young Lady's husband. If we chop off his hand now, how are we supposed to explain ourselves? Besides, both the Storage Ring and this sword have acknowledged their master. As long as he's alive, we won't be able to use them even if we take them."
His head hurt badly at the time, and for a moment, he failed to understand what they were saying.
But as time passed, his awareness of his surroundings gradually grew clearer.
Only then did he finally realize what these two were saying-and what they intended to do.
"At worst, we kill him and betray the sect! This fellow is covered in top-grade equipment. We could auction off any one piece and never have to worry about food or clothing again."
"Are you insane? You saw all his top-grade gear yourself. He's probably some sect's Personal Disciple, and there's bound to be a trace of his elder's divine sense inside him. If you lay a hand on him, that elder could blast you into dust the very next second.
"Why else do you think our Sect Master only agreed to his daughter's suggestion after spending ages trying to pry his fingers apart? Because he didn't dare kill him!
"You're going to touch someone even the Sect Master doesn't dare touch? Have you grown tired of living?"