Ding Ling then repeated it once more.
Daoist Yhiuu Ji murmured, somewhat lost:
"Nanhua Old Immortal, Zuo Ci, are both, both dead?!"
In his eyes, Zuo Ci was a mysterious figure like a Divine Dragon.
Nanhua Old Immortal was even more so, in his heart akin to an Immortal God.
Yet such legendary Venerable figures.
Were killed by Ding Ling?!
How could that be possible?!
However, Ding Ling wouldn't lie, Daoist Yhiuu Ji believed in Ding Ling's character, and knew Ding Ling wouldn't kill without reason. Ding Ling understood righteousness and repays kindness; he couldn't be someone who kills the innocent indiscriminately. Thus, after a moment of panic, he composed himself and fixed his bright gaze on Ding Ling:
"Can you tell me the details?"
"Of course."
Ding Ling nodded.
He briefly pointed out what Nanhua Old Immortal and Zuo Ci had done.
Upon hearing this, Daoist Yhiuu Ji took a breath and said:
"If that's truly the case, their deaths are not regrettable."
He sighed deeply:
