He hurried forward to smooth things over, asking why his brothers were getting worked up over Duan Jian when they would still have plenty of use for him later.
He took out several pills and bribed them outright. The moment Sikong Jue saw the pills in his hand, his face lit up with delight.
They could hardly refuse to give their wealthy patron and honored guest some face.
Besides, he had a point. Why get worked up over a little bastard born of such a union?
The crimson in Duan Jian's eyes faded at once.
Clearly, he had held himself back.
As they made their way down, Sikong Yi stood atop the Treetop Palace, watching them.
For some reason, he suddenly had a very bad feeling.
He immediately gave the order: once Nie Li returned with the antidote, they were to kill him at once.
And not just Nie Li, but Duan Jian as well.
As long as Duan Jian lived, his heart would know no peace.
Nie Li had not deceived them, either. He was indeed leading the others toward the Myriad Forms Spatial Array Station.
So, naturally, they encountered Red Ghosts.
Whole packs of Red Ghosts, at that.
Red Ghosts were easy to kill, but their sheer numbers were overwhelming.
Sikong Jue cursed inwardly. At this hour, he should have been holding a beautiful girl from his clan in his arms. Why had he ended up in this hellhole instead? It was infuriating.
They hacked their way onward, killing every Red Ghost that charged them.
But the endless numbers of Red Ghosts eventually wore them down.
When Sikong Jue saw Nie Li and Duan Jian still standing there looking perfectly at ease, he finally lost patience and asked in a hostile tone whether they had rested enough.
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