"I wonder which hero is among the tall grass? I thank you in advance," someone said to Fuxin.
Bound by fate, I remained silent, continuing to watch the ever-changing clouds in the sky, their graceful forms a delight to behold. Watching the clouds brought me far more joy than observing the world around me.
Jin Wuhuan was already at his limit, and it took a lot of effort for him to escape from the encirclement. Now that everyone was on guard against him, he had even less chance of escaping. He hated Fu Xin even more and shouted angrily, "Fu Xin, even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go."
The mind is bound without its awareness.
The group besieging Jin Wuhuan felt relieved. It seemed that the hero who had made the move was in cahoots with them. With this thought in mind, they became even more reassured and attacked with even greater ferocity.
Not long after, Jin Wuhuan screamed as he was struck hard on the leg by a sword. He involuntarily knelt on one knee, his body lowered, putting him at a greater disadvantage in the fight. Almost immediately, he was struck several more times on the arm.
Everyone was overjoyed.
"Jin Wuhuan can't hold on any longer. Brothers, give it your all! If we kill Jin Wuhuan, we can go to Joy Valley and claim those ten thousand taels of gold."
"Alright, here comes the ten thousand taels of gold!"
Fu Xin frowned, his gaze reluctantly shifting from the clouds to the people fighting in the arena. He didn't recognize the people besieging Jin Wuhuan; they didn't seem to be from Huanxi Valley. However, he hadn't been back for a long time, and there were many people he didn't recognize, so who knew?
A long sword was thrust towards Jin Wuhuan's throat.
Fu Xin had a sudden thought and casually flicked a pebble to knock the longsword away.
Everyone was startled. When they saw that the person in the tall grass was Fuxin, they were even more surprised. They quickly knelt down and said, "We pay our respects to the Valley Master. We have accidentally disturbed the Valley Master. Please forgive us."
Jin Wuhuan wiped the blood off his body and sneered, "Pah, who asked you to pretend to be a good person?"
Fu Xin ignored him and slowly asked, "Why did you kill him? What promise did the King of Joy make to you?"
The group looked at each other in bewilderment. One of them said, "Not long ago, the King of Joy led his men to destroy the headquarters of the Demonic Sect. Now there are no more righteous or demonic paths in the world, only Joy Valley. The King of Joy has ordered that anyone who can capture Jin Xianyi and Jin Wuyou will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold. We were lucky enough to run into Jin Wuhuan in disguise here, and we started fighting with him."
Fu Xin paused for a moment. Was there no longer any righteous or demonic path in the world, only the Valley of Joy? "The people remain, they're mine now. You may leave!"
Several people glanced greedily at Jin Wuhuan, their eyes filled with reluctance, yet they ultimately dared not disobey the bondage.
Rumor has it that the martial arts of the Binding Heart Sect are the best in the world. They dare to challenge Jin Wuhuan, but they would never dare to challenge the Binding Heart Sect.
Everyone left.
Jin Wuhuan glared coldly at Fuxin, "Kill me or torture me as you please. If I, Jin, were to even flinch, I would not be a hero."
"You can leave now!"
Fu Xin gazed at the clouds in the sky, her heart devoid of emotion.
"What did you say?" Jin Wuhuan's eyes widened in disbelief.
Fu Xin remained silent, not wanting to say it a second time.
Jin Wuhuan stared at Fuxin. He felt that Fuxin had changed over the years, becoming like a stranger. "Do you know what the consequences will be if you let me go? Once I've mastered my martial arts, I will come back to take my revenge on you one day."
Even with his eyes bound, he didn't move.
Jin Wuhuan couldn't hold back any longer and roared, "Why don't you kill me?"
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