"What is Young Master Yang doing?"
Seeing Yang Xiao pick up the severed arm and begin working on it, everyone present was baffled.
The same was true for Yan Chixiao.
After killing his younger brother, Yan Chiyun, he knew full well that it wasn't enough. Even if he had ground his brother to dust, it likely wouldn't have restored his former standing in Yang Xiao's eyes.
That's why he had acted so ruthlessly, tearing off one of his own arms to prove his loyalty to Yang Xiao.
And evidently, Yang Xiao had forgiven him.
This allowed Yan Chixiao to breathe a sigh of relief.
He was a pragmatic man at heart. He would have been deeply resentful if killing his brother hadn't been enough to recoup the losses from his earlier mistake.
Now, merely losing an arm in exchange for advancing his position in Yang Xiao's estimation was, for Yan Chixiao, an absolutely worthwhile trade.
Although this was a huge gamble, Yan Chixiao trusted his own judgment.
