Listening to Yuan Zhixin's words, Nangong Yujin sneered, "Dying won't be so easy for you!"
Yuan Xiaoman glared angrily at the cultivators from the Qingxiao Dynasty. She couldn't believe how despicable these people could be.
Even though the Qingxiao Dynasty was a medium-sized dynasty, their conduct was truly low and despicable, which was truly astonishing.
"Nangong Yujin, we've already said that we have no connection to Baili Hongzhuang. Just let us go!" Zhu Weicheng couldn't help but speak up.
Even if their group had lost Yuan Zhixin and Yuan Xiaoman, it didn't really matter. After all, they still had six people remaining in their group, which was stronger than the teams from small dynasties.
If they were to die here today, all hope would truly be lost.
Nangong Yujin looked at Zhu Weicheng disdainfully, "You can deny it all you want, but do you think I'm a fool?"
Regardless of whether Zhu Weicheng actually knew Baili Hongzhuang or not, it was undeniable that his behavior was detestable, and even Nangong Yujin felt the urge to kill him directly.
As Nangong Yujin's words fell, the expressions of Zhu Weicheng and Ren Wantong turned ugly.
Even though they were telling the truth, the other side wouldn't believe them, which was truly frustrating.
"Damn it, Yuan Zhixin, Yuan Xiaoman, it's all your fault!" Ren Wantong was infuriated. She couldn't understand how she ended up being dragged into this senseless disaster.
It had nothing to do with her at all, yet now she had to endure this humiliation here, which was incredibly frustrating.
Zhu Weicheng and the others glared angrily at Yuan Zhixin and Yuan Xiaoman. If it weren't for their inexplicable contact with Baili Hongzhuang, this wouldn't have happened.
Furthermore, Baili Hongzhuang was a cultivator from a small dynasty.
Considering the late hour, it was highly likely that Baili Hongzhuang wouldn't dare to come anymore.
Even if Baili Hongzhuang did come, as a cultivator from a small dynasty, she wouldn't stand a chance against Nangong Yujin and the others. It would be tantamount to seeking death.
If Baili Hongzhuang died at the hands of the Qingxiao Dynasty cultivators, they probably wouldn't escape this calamity either.
After all, they wouldn't choose to let them go.
Yuan Xiaoman, who was already furious, turned red with anger after hearing Ren Wantong's words. "What right do you bunch of ungrateful people have to speak about us?
Even if my brother and I die here, it serves you right to stay here together!"
Ever since Ren Wantong and the others suggested leaving her and Yuan Zhixin behind, any friendship between them had completely dissipated.
It was already unbearable to endure the insults from the Qingxiao Dynasty cultivators, but to be betrayed by her friends added to the frustration.
Now Yuan Xiaoman had reached her limit. Since these people wanted to abandon them and save themselves, they might as well die together.
Hearing Yuan Xiaoman's words, Ren Wantong and the others were even more furious. "Yuan Xiaoman, you've gone too far!"
"If you want to die, die on your own. We're not willing to accompany you to the grave!"
As the group led by Baili Hongzhuang arrived at the central square, they witnessed this scene. The cultivators from the Xueyuan Dynasty were all bound and lying on the ground, while the Qingxiao Dynasty cultivators looked down on them with arrogance.
Upon seeing this, Baili Hongzhuang and the others couldn't help but frown.
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