Beifeng frowned at the sight, but made no move to stop them. His attention was likewise on the Tianxing fruit, and the life or death of Zikui and her companions was of little concern to him.
To put it bluntly, they were all simply using one another, with no particularly close ties to speak of.
Now that the appointed time of delay had arrived, he could leave the moment he secured a Tianxing fruit, and no one could stop him.
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