Qin Yun's eyes flickered, and he sighed softly:
"I knew you wouldn't be assured if I came alone, but I didn't expect that you would come personally. You really hold Qin Yun in high regard."
He knew that when he killed Elder Ye, the Vice Sect Leader was probably watching and just didn't intervene, wanting to use him to eliminate an elder from another faction.
There was a hint of self-mockery on his face.
From the beginning, he knew it was a choice: either use Jiang Baishan's corpse to achieve himself or exchange his life for Jiang Baishan's survival. Clearly, he chose the latter.
"Fifth Senior Brother, go!"
Qin Yun shouted in a low voice.
Jiang Baishan's face changed repeatedly, and Lin Ruhua tugged at his sleeve. He opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. A sense of powerlessness surged in his heart. Staying to fight side by side? That would only mean two more deaths with no meaning; they would be burdens in front of such powerful experts.
