Hu Yuni's face was cold as she waved her sword, its light blossoming like a tree of pear flowers.
The surrounding trees exploded into fragments.
She was extremely angry, gritting her teeth and glaring in the direction where the golden light had disappeared.
This burly middle-aged man's speed was too fast; even using a secret technique, she couldn't keep up.
She turned to look at Leng Tieya.
Leng Tieya frowned, staring in the direction the burly middle-aged man had gone, his face full of unwillingness.
"Mr. Sun..." she said in a deep voice, "The remains are gone!"
Leng Tieya took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, as if expelling his depression and anger.
His expression relaxed with this inhalation and exhalation, shaking his head he said, "Forget it, it was never ours."
"So unwilling!" Hu Yuni said bitterly, "Is there really nothing we can do?"
Leng Tieya said, "Even if we have the broken sword fragment, it probably won't be of any use."
