"You, you killed him?"
Ye Dongge's face was a mask of astonishment.
He clearly hadn't recovered from the scene that had just unfolded.
Yang Xiao glanced at him, his expression utterly indifferent.
He casually recalled the Bloodthirsty Sword, which was on the verge of advancing, into his body. Having absorbed too much power in a short period, the Bloodthirsty Sword needed time to digest it.
At the same time, Yang Xiao also planned to continue tempering it with the True Greater Yang Fire in his body to prevent the Bloodthirsty Sword's foundation from becoming unstable when it advanced.
However, the look Yang Xiao had just given him made Ye Dongge jump.
Cold sweat immediately beaded on his forehead.
His not-so-stupid brain finally, in this moment after the dust had settled, figured everything out.
He realized what a foolish thing he had done before.
"I-I'm sorry, Young Master Yang. Just now, I... He was my master, after all. I-I couldn't bring myself to act against him..."
