Jing San was drenched in cold sweat. He walked anxiously toward Gong Yuyi's courtyard.
Many people were following Jing San from afar.
They wanted to know what was going on.
The Godly Bow Sacred Martial Clan and Gong Yuyi's courtyard weren't far away. It would take him less than a quarter of an hour to get there, but Jing San didn't want to walk so fast because this might be the last part of his life.
Two people from the Silver Fox clan stared at him.
Jing San even thought of running away, but he wasn't strong enough. If he ran away, he would suffer a terrible fate. So he hoped that Gong Yuyi was still there.
He still remembered Gong Yuyi's words. He wanted to do one last thing for the Godly Bow Sacred Martial Clan.
That woman was a woman of her words. She would do what she said. Jing San felt relieved when he thought of this.
Last time, she said she would wait for him somewhere. If he couldn't handle the Silver Fox clan, he could look for her.
Could she deal with the Silver Fox clan?
Jing San's thoughts kept changing. Unknowingly, he arrived at the entrance of Gong Yuyi's courtyard.
"Gong Yuyi, Gong Yuyi, come out!" Jing San roared.
Qinchuan, Gong Yuyi, and the master of Dragon Tiger Sect walked out.
"The Silver Fox clan is here. Go back." Jing San and Gong Yuyi let out a sigh of relief.
"Tsk tsk, I have seen many shameless people in this world, but you are the first one. You drove us out, and now you want us to go back when you need us. Who do you think you are? What do you think we are? Kicking us out when we are useless, barking when we are useful, and we will go back with you obediently? "Qinchuan sneered.
"Yeah, who does Jing San think he is? Gong Yuyi has contributed a lot to the Godly Bow Sacred Martial Clan," someone sighed.
"That's right. You drove her out, and now that you're in danger and you're risking your life to die, you're thinking of her again.
"If it were me, I wouldn't care about their lives. It would be best if they died."
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"Gong Yuyi, you said that we can come and find you. You said that the Silver Fox Clan is here, so we can come and find you." Jing San said loudly. The discussions around him made him sweat even more.
"Yeah, she said that you can come and find her, but she didn't say that she must go back with you!" Qinchuan laughed.
"You, you …"
"Gong Yuyi, you said that the matter with the Silver Fox Clan was the last thing you would do for the Divine Bow Sacred Martial Clan. This is also because of you. You should fulfill your promise," Jing San shouted.
"Didn't you think this day would come when you chased us out? Since you're here today, we'll give you a chance. Please invite us back. We'll go back with you. "Qinchuan said.
"Fine, I'll ask you to go back, and I also ask you to go back with me," Jing San said while gritting his teeth.
"What an idiot. You're inviting people just like that?" Qinchuan said coldly.
This kind of villain, this kind of trash, if he didn't embarrass himself, he would feel sorry for himself. He and Gong Yuyi were chased out, and he couldn't vent his anger.
Qin Chuan had long thought about this day. He would be able to vent his anger. There was no need to kill, no need to fight.
"How dare you! You're courting death!" Jing San roared angrily.
"You're the head of the clan, aren't you? But your head of the clan is just a fart in my eyes. Alright, you can go now!" Qinchuan said to Jing San.
"You, you, damn it. How do you want me to invite you?" Jing San gritted his teeth and endured it for the sake of survival.
"People like you deserve to die. Since you're here, I'll give you a chance. Chop off one of your arms and beg for forgiveness," Qinchuan laughed.
"Kid, don't push me too far!" Jing San's eyes were red.
"Are you asking us to go back and die? Forget it, go back and die yourself!" Qinchuan waved his hand.
"This is the trouble that you have caused. This is the trouble that you have caused for the Divine Bow Sacred Martial Clan. Gong Yuyi, you have to solve the trouble that you have caused yourself!" Jing Three roared.
"You still don't know how to be a human even at death's door. The good things are all yours, and the bad things are all pushed to Gong Yuyi. You've taken all the good things in the world. How can a brainless person like you be the family head? To be able to live till today, I have to say that you're a weirdo. You have guts. If you're a man, don't come and invite us.
Jing San's face was pale, and he looked like he was struggling.
Gong Yuyi stood there with a cold expression. This time, she had promised Qinchuan that he would handle it, so she did not speak.
"Please go back!" Jing San knelt down unwillingly.
But he did not chop off his arm.
"Family Head, I was wrong. I will invite you to go back. Can you not chop off my arm?" Jing San prostrated on the ground.
"Qinchuan, forget it. How about this?" Gong Yuyi sighed and said.
Qinchuan knew that even if Jing San did not invite them, Gong Yuyi would go back.
He nodded and said, "Since you have spoken, then I won't chop off my arm. Let's go and see what kind of existence the Silver Fox Clan is."
"Sigh, Gong Yuyi is too kind. If it were me, I would not help them even if he committed suicide."
"Exactly. What the hell? Going against her superiors and driving people away? Gong Yuyi has already paid back all these years. In fact, strictly speaking, Gong Yuyi does not owe the Divine Bow Sacred Martial Clan anything. At most, she owes that person."
"What a good woman. It's a pity that good people are not rewarded. Beautiful women die young. My heart aches."
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Qinchuan and the other two walked toward the Divine Bow Sacred Martial Clan.
Jing San heaved a sigh of relief. He returned to the Divine Bow Sacred Martial Clan under the coercion of the two men.
Qinchuan did not want the Sect Master of Dragon and Tiger to get involved, but the Sect Master of Dragon and Tiger only said, "If you are brothers, then we will face it together."
Qinchuan did not insist. Plus, with the Formation Deity Position and the Formation Deity, Qinchuan was not afraid of anyone.
A middle-aged man pointed at Gong Yuyi and said, "It's her. He killed more than three hundred of us that day."
This man was one of the two Saint Realm martial artists who escaped from the Divine Dragon Stream.
"You killed my Eighteenth Brother?" the man asked coldly.
Qinchuan looked at the man who was the leader. He was a young man, but Qinchuan knew that this man was not young anymore. He just had a powerful cultivation.
"I killed him. Also, I have already left the Divine Bow Sacred Martial Clan. From now on, I have nothing to do with the Divine Bow Sacred Martial Clan. As for the person I killed, he deserved to die," Gong Yuyi said indifferently.
"He deserved to die, but it is not your turn to kill him," the man said coldly.
"Do you think you are very cool? Do you think a dead face is very handsome? Are you tired? Don't you feel like your face has eaten feces? "Qinchuan laughed like a cold man. He felt that this person was too pretentious.