The night air was slightly cool.
Gongsun Zhi's corpse had already gone stiff.
Several figures flickered past swiftly; they were the Northern Territory Thirteen Riders at Xi Jiuye's side.
"Divine Master, why did you kill this man?"
Although Gongsun Zhi was a traitor to the Divine Realm, he was not a traitor to the Northern Territory. He was also the chief disciple under Fang Immortal; someone like him still had his uses if kept alive.
"I felt like killing him, so I did."
Xi Jiuye seemed too lazy to explain.
"Then what about the captain of the Huangquan Team?"
"Nosy!"
The Thirteen Riders thus asked no more.
They were Xi Jiuye's most loyal guards; when they shouldn't listen, they were deaf; when they shouldn't look, they were blind.
So, the Divine Master's abnormality tonight was something they neither saw nor heard.
Gongsun Zhi's corpse was discarded in the wild.
It wouldn't be long before even his bones vanished.
