Supported by Zhou Yuanshan, the old man trembled all over and struggled to his feet. Wiping away his tears with hands as withered as dry wood, he spoke in a hoarse and sorrowful voice: "On my way back to the Southern Domain, I happened to see Zhou Zhentian engaged in a fierce battle with others. Thinking to myself how I could possibly stand by and watch, I stepped forward to help without the slightest hesitation, but never did I imagine...!" With every heavy word, the old man recounted the tragic scene he had witnessed to Zhou Yuanshan from beginning to another.
"Brother Yuanshan, I have come this time to offer a humble apology, and I beg you to punish me." With these words, tears gushed from the old man's eyes, and he wept as he tried to kneel down, only to be firmly supported by the ancestor Zhou Yuanshan. "Old Friend Lin, how can this possibly be blamed on you? You stepped forward to save my son, only to have your cultivation crippled by villains instead. It is I, Zhou Yuanshan, who have failed you." With a heavy, guilt-ridden expression, Zhou Yuanshan looked at the old man with pity. Then, supporting him carefully with both hands, he walked him slowly to the conference table and helped him sit down securely.
Not long after Zhou Yuanshan sat down, he closed his eyes tightly, furrowing his brow as the tragic details he had just heard flashed repeatedly through his mind. Suddenly, he snapped his eyes open. His gaze was now filled with a bone-chilling ferocity, and the surg…
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