As for the third reason... the Sixth Fang didn't dare.
Truly timid and feeling guilty.
Seeing that everything below had been taken care of and the people brought back, while Sikong Dou was still secretly accompanying them for protection, the Sixth Fang did not leave.
He lay on the tree trunk, sighing endlessly.
His son is outstanding.
Exceedingly outstanding... but how dare you assign such dangerous tasks to my son? Where the hell do you think you're placing me?
Not even asking me?
Ye Feng blew, and Fang Yun moved with the branches of the tree, rising and falling, and his heart, just like his body, was like the waves on the ocean, rising and falling, unable to calm.
Reason told him he should leave immediately.
But he always wanted to take one more look at his son and guard him for a while longer.
The earth-shattering battle sounds from the air could not enter his heart at all.
...
Bu Chou holding the Fengyun gun, fought a high-altitude battle with the Heavenly King Flute.
