Palace Master Murong, who was supported by two elders and staggered down from the sword, fell to the ground with tears and snot before he could even see Yan Huailiu's face.
"Master Yan - I, Xuanyue Palace, feel sorry for you. It was our negligence that caused Nephew Gu to suffer such an accident -"
"I have sent all my disciples to search for Nephew Gu, Sect Master Yan—"
His howling was full of twists and turns, as if he was performing a big opera.
The two elders beside him also lowered their heads and wiped their tears cooperatively.
Just like crying at a funeral.
Yan Huailiu quickly stopped him: "Palace Master Murong, um, Xingyun is here, he's fine."
Palace Master Murong's cries suddenly stopped, and a "Ga-" sound was heard.
Yan Huailiu stepped aside and pointed at Gu Xingyun: "Here."
"Oh, nephew Gu—great! You're still alive! I was so scared! Nephew, what happened to your eyes?"
Palace Master Murong wiped away her tears and ran over.
Gu Xingyun didn't say anything, just nodded in his direction.
Yan Huailiu quickly made up his prepared excuse: "His eyes have been contaminated by too much demonic energy and have been damaged. He can't see for the time being. I'll help him take a look when we get back."
"It's our fault. I have good doctors in Xuanyue Palace. I'll have them treat my nephew Gu right away!"
"No, don't bother. His condition is special and I will treat him myself." Yan Huailiu refused in panic.
Palace Master Murong glanced at the two of them, his face showing instant understanding. "Yes, I was negligent. I feel more at ease if Sect Master Yan takes care of it personally."
Yan Huailiu avoided his gaze awkwardly.
The next second, Palace Master Murong asked, "Sect Master Yan, when did Nephew Gu come in?"
"While we were outside repairing the formation, we seemed to see some demonic cultivators entering. Did Sect Master Yan notice?"
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