Elder Xuan Jizi's face changed dramatically upon seeing Xiaosi being captured. His already spiritless eyes conveyed a sense of despair, rendering them even more lifeless.
Suddenly, he resembled a mere aging mortal, having entirely lost the immortal bearing of a Huashan Sect elder. This made Xiaosi, not far opposite him, panic and anxiously ask, "Master, how are you? Are the injuries severe?"
However, Elder Xuan Jizi ignored Xiaosi and instead addressed the ghost-faced antagonist, "I never formally took him as my disciple, nor is he my most cherished pupil. Please, let him go."
The ghost-faced figure laughed weirdly, shaking all over as if he were a sieve, "Do you think I'm a gullible child?"
"Why bother, it was my fault back then, but why should an innocent child suffer for it?" Elder Xuan Jizi's expression suddenly changed drastically, his listless eyes filled with anger, "Whatever you have, bring it to me instead!"