Li Tongya held a sword in his left hand, slanting it towards the ground, where the water on the floor tiles reflected a blue-white radiance. The white flesh on the broken tiles and rubble autonomously surged toward the center, those words spat out by the mouth changed Li Tongya's calm expression to one of uneasy loathing.
The rising flesh had already condensed into Fa Hui's head, and with the slow possession of Furious Moha, his face grew more handsome, the gold in his eyes ever more intense. The handsome face became delicate and smooth, the deep gold eyes staring fixedly into Li Tongya's, he shouted in anger,
"Avoid partiality!"
"You are avoiding partiality, you feel guilty towards your father and brothers, hence the honored one's deceased brother lifts up the orphan in his stead, but the cost is mine to bear, Li Tongya! How innocent I am!"
"Shut up!"
