A scolding voice was heard, and Ling Xinghua opened his eyes and looked over.
Yan Huailiu frowned, his fingers resting on Gu Xingyun's wrist, spiritual energy surging at his fingertips, clearly checking his body.
Gu Xingyun was equally puzzled and kept his head down without saying a word.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were feeling unwell?"
Yan Huailiu complained, glanced at the sky, and comforted him, "Bear with it for a while, and come back with me when it's over."
"Yes, Master."
Gu Xingyun didn't think about the meaning of his words. It was just a punishment anyway.
As time passed, the group of people below showed no sign of stopping, but instead became more and more courageous.
It has changed from a one-on-one fight to a big melee.
Yan Huailiu was worried about Gu Xingyun's health, so he simply waved to Baili Changhuan to come over.
"I don't think I'm needed here anymore, right? You stay here and watch. I have something else to do, so I'll go back first."
After he finished speaking, he didn't care about Baili Changhuan's reply and took Gu Xingyun away directly.
Baili Changhuan cursed inwardly at his reckless behavior and couldn't help but complain to Ling Xinghua, who stayed behind, "You should remind him more often. He has no sense of responsibility as the sect leader. If these people hadn't let him down today, he would have surely incurred public wrath again."
Ling Xinghua blushed and explained, "Little Uncle, my senior brother is not feeling well, so Master wants to take him away first."
Baili Changhuan couldn't believe it: "Is he so kind?"
Ling Xinghua smiled awkwardly and did not answer.
"Forget it. I am a worrier anyway."
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