"They were from the South Island. They were ambushed when I found out about Brother Mang's whereabouts and was trying to arrest him."
"Where are Jiang Yuan and the others?" Hua Changle asked.
Jiang Yuanxiu is at the eighth level, and there are five other seventh-level cultivators besides him. How could they all manage to injure Hua Qingyun?
Hua Qingyun said, "It's not their fault. I did it on purpose to separate them. The people who were lying in ambush were all at the sixth or seventh level of cultivation, but there were many of them, so they suffered some minor injuries."
“That works just right. People from the South Island are unrestrained in their actions. My injury will make the Eagle Hall and others hesitant to make any further moves for a while, which can buy you more time.”
Hua Changle was still not at ease and asked again, "Brother, where are you hurt?"
Hua Qingyun raised her arm, her right arm wrapped in bandages: "It's just a scratch."
Hua Changle said helplessly, "Brother, you can't fool me."
If it were just a cut on her arm, Hua Qingyun wouldn't have shown such weakness on her face. She looked like she had lost a lot of blood, so there must be other more serious injuries.
"Never mind, I won't ask anymore. Just focus on recovering, brother. Everything's going well for me."
Hua Qingyun nodded and said, "You need to be careful. Although the Eagle Hall, Blood Arena, She family, and the people of the Southern Island are currently focusing their attention on me, there's no guarantee that one or two idiots won't suddenly attack you. Be careful."
"Don't worry, brother."
Communication ended.
422 suddenly appeared: [Affection +...]
"Stop!" Hua Changle interrupted without hesitation.
422: [This can still be interrupted???]
[I'll read this aloud!]
Hua Changle ignored his aggrieved tone, gave a forced smile, and coldly said:
"Rabbit, I think your favorability rating is just going through the motions anyway, so don't bother reporting 5 or 10. Just wait until Hua Qingyun's favorability rating reaches 70 and you've almost finished the conquest before you say anything."
"Hey, good boy, stop padding the word count."
422: [○?｀Д′? ○] Angry!
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