When Yun Yang left the Residence of Qiu, he felt a tinge of regret in his heart. As old marshal Qiu had said, it was indeed quite a pity for such an accomplished assassin to die.
However, regardless of how regretful he felt, the assassin was now trapped in the Empire of Ziyou, far beyond their reach. Even if he were to have the thought of saving him, or even to put that thought into action, the captive would probably die before the cavalry arrived. This was beside the fact that he could not even leave at all for now. Just the matters pertaining to Lei Dongtian, Sister Lan, and Lingxi, and a series of other things would require a lot of time to deal with.
Well, as a person, the concept of distinct closeness in relationships would always exist. Yun Yang was also a man, hence he was no exception!
A man who was too virtuous and able to put others before himself, able to care about others before taking care of his own people could not be deemed as a man, but a saint!