"Pathetic."
Deng Baiyi subconsciously transmitted her voice to scold, "If Xie Zhen were to flee, how could he not bring you along?"
"Yes, he could."
Duan Zhao's tone was filled with grief and indignation, "Last time, that's exactly what he did."
Deng Baiyi found herself at a loss for words for a moment.
Because she realized that Duan Zhao was right.
And that so-called last time... seemed like it was not long ago.
"Golden Body Tower has been sealed for so long without any disturbance; how could this be the work of a single sword strike?" Duan Zhao became more suspicious as he thought about it: "The young master's sword is incredibly fast. With this amount of time, ten thousand swords should have been unsheathed by now... If Fa Li's eyes were blinded by the young master, then what else could these two do upon meeting, other than fight? They couldn't possibly be talking about love in there, could they?"
"..."
Deng Baiyi remained silent for a while.
