The hand behind Gingerbread handed something to Burning Desolation.
Old Huang glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and sighed that Xiao Bing was the cleverest.
If it were him, he would surely perish together with Song Yuechen.
If we can't get our master's remains back, we might lose our own lives too.
"Alright," Song Yuechen said cautiously, "Have your junior brother put down his spirit sword before you come over."
The little guy is quite wary.
He handed the Burning Spirit Sword to Jiang Bingbing, turned around and walked to Song Yuechen. He ran his fingers over the white bone, then calmly said, "It is Yun Wuyi's hand bone."
Gingerbread smiled, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling.
"Now that it has been confirmed that it is the hand bone of the Immortal Lord Wuyi, we agree to your conditions, and the Sword Sect will not pursue the matter against you."
It seemed Gingerbread had agreed too readily, and Song Yuechen didn't believe it. "Really?"
Gingerbread pointed at Old Huang.
"If you don't believe me, don't you believe in Elder Huang? He never goes back on his promises."
She turned her back and winked at Old Huang.
Old Huang kept a straight face and gave a faint "hmm".
A heavy weight lifted from Song Yuechen's heart.
He felt both jealousy and hatred towards Huang Li, and also trusted his senior brother implicitly.
His master went into seclusion for decades, leaving Huang Li to carefully teach and protect him.
Even if he encountered ferocious beasts while training, his senior brother would stand in front of him.
Once, Huang Li was even pierced through the abdomen by the claws of a ferocious beast while trying to save him.
If it weren't for Master's timely emergence from seclusion.
Huang Li died.
Song Yuechen gave a complicated smile.
He knew he could have killed Huang Li ten years ago, and he knew that if he let Huang Li go, Huang Li would definitely come back.
I don't know why.
Even at the moment I was about to kill him, I hesitated.
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