"Forget it, you can't be blamed for this matter. Han Yutang is becoming increasingly reckless. If he continues like this, he'll eventually cause a major disaster. He needs a lesson." The Holy Master waved his hand and said, clearly not intending to blame Han Yan.
"So how should we handle this matter? How about I apologize to him?" Seeing how generous the Holy Master was, Han Yan felt embarrassed and guilty, and offered to apologize.
"You have the nerve to suggest that! You caused someone to lose all four limbs and their cultivation, and you think an apology is enough? If it were that simple, Ao Fangchen wouldn't have come knocking." The Holy Master said with a mix of laughter and frustration, pointing at Han Yan's nose.
"I wasn't wrong, so apologizing is already a concession. If it weren't for your sake, I wouldn't bother apologizing to him," Han Yan said, touching her nose.
