Yuan Xingren paled instantly upon seeing his daughter die. His legs were weak, and he fell to the ground. Tears of sadness fell from his eyes.
The elders immediately snapped out of their shock and rushed to help their sect leader. Some of them remained wary of Xue Ji, afraid that she might resume fighting.
Meanwhile, Song Qiang was on the edge of the courtyard with complicated feelings. He couldn't believe what was happening. How could Yuan Xingyun do this? The Yuan Xingyun he knew was a gentle and forgiving girl. However, the white-haired woman looked completely different. Are they still the same person?
Xue Ji stood with a straight face amidst the chaos. While people were panicking and frightened, she remained untouched. Her existence seems unreal.
Song Qiang slowly approached Xue Ji. "Why? Why are you doing this?" he asked quietly. There was a hint of disappointment in his voice.