The people from Gudu Emperor Palace and Nine Dragon Emperor Palace, originally blocking Huang Xiaolong's path, hastily moved to the side in fear.
Initially, Gudu Wuyi and Chen Huoan wanted to stop Huang Xiaolong and ask if he was the one who killed their sons, but now, even if they had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare utter the question.
Two disciples from Primordial Emperor Palace had died; Han Qing foolishly questioned him earlier, and now they witnessed her fate.
Watching Huang Xiaolong's departing figure, Gudu Wuyi, Chen Huoan, and the others felt cold sweat all over, with a sense of relief; luckily, Han Qing from Primordial Emperor Palace had asked the question before they did.
"Uncle!"
From afar, Bei Xiaomei was standing gracefully, smiling like a flower and waving at Huang Xiaolong.
Huang Xiaolong couldn't help but smile; this little girl had been hiding far away, watching the drama all along.
Huang Xiaolong walked over with Fang Xuanxuan and the others.
