After Snake King and Seven-Pattern Divine Turtle finished speaking, they looked at Uncle Qin with extreme anxiety, waiting for his judgment.
Uncle Qin's face was not looking good, he gazed coldly at the two, causing their hearts to sink.
"If I hadn't arrived in time, my disciple would have fallen victim to your hands. This is my only disciple. You claim to help others, yet you resort to killing my apprentice, which is an undeniable fact even if you fabricate excuses."
Uncle Qin spoke indifferently.
Snake King and Seven-Pattern Divine Turtle hastily bowed and said in unison: "It was our momentary lapse of reason, we beg the senior to forgive us this once."
Uncle Qin remained silent, increasing the tension for Snake King and Seven-Pattern Divine Turtle; their minds were in turmoil and cold sweat was forming on their foreheads with every passing second.
Torment!
At this moment, Snake King and Seven-Pattern Divine Turtle finally understood what real torment felt like.
