Chu Lingxian, who had left with an imposing presence, returned to his cave residence in a crestfallen manner.
Seeing his demeanor, Xie Tian and the silver-armored guardian knew that the young master of the Hall of the Slayer God had failed to obtain the Xuan Yuan War Stele.
"Brother Xie Tian, I'm sorry, I..."
Despite his disappointment, Xie Tian expressed his gratitude, "Brother Lingxian, thank you for everything you've done for me."
Chu Lingxian felt even more remorseful, "I, I..."
"Young Master, please hear me out," the silver-armored guardian spoke solemnly.
Chu Lingxian was taken aback, "What do you want to say?"
"If the Young Master wants to save him, you'd better run away quickly."
