“How’s it going?”
Min Zhiyan was stunned for a moment.
This was the first time he had seen such obvious emotional fluctuations on Lord Shen’s face.
For a moment, he couldn’t help but feel puzzled and uncertain.
Weren’t things fine just now?
“Nothing,” Shen Yi said after a long silence.
He quickly adjusted his breathing, shook his head, and turned to leave the earth temple.
If the hatred of patricide could still be endured, then the fact that his father’s lingering soul was still sealed within a treasure, eternally tortured, was something else entirely.
When Ziyang saw the person carrying that treasure with his own eyes, could he really keep his reason?
It must be known, Ziyang didn’t come alone—he was accompanied by many old friends from Hongze.
On top of that, if Ziling saw these Hongze cultivators, she would naturally know that Shi Ren was in trouble, and going to Hongze to investigate would become a matter of course.
Shen Yi had long anticipated that his days were numbered, but when the day truly arrived, he still felt a bit uneasy.
If the matter of killing the Immortal Officer was exposed, it would be like rebellion.
It was absolutely impossible to resist it with one person’s strength alone.