"Ruined."
The always composed and steady Master Xuanwei now felt his heart pounding violently. Upon confirming that Emperor Dongji did not leave out of spite but truly departed, his expression turned dark.
He did not know what happened privately between Shen Yi and Emperor Dongji, but the great calamity involved both sects. As a sovereign, one should either cherish their reputation and not get involved, leaving the matters to other emperors.
Now that he chose to step in, and upon seeing his own goals unachieved, he immediately washed his hands of it. What kind of conduct is that?
"You! You!"
Master Xuanwei, frustrated as if admonishing an unyielding iron, pointed a finger at Shen Yi, and helplessly said, "Even a tantrum must be timed appropriately, no?"
