Fa Xiu pressed his temples in pain, but his eyes were unwillingly and sorrowfully looking in Hai Tang's direction.
"Brother Dharma Cultivator, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well? You look like you're in pain! You, don't be sad!" Song Lin supported him in a panic, her eyes filled with worry and concern.
However, it was already too late for spell cultivators.
His heart was already deeply hurt and could no longer heal.
Song Lin had originally only wanted to sow discord between the Dharma Cultivator and Hai Tang, but she did not expect the Dharma Cultivator to have such a painful reaction when he saw Hai Tang dance with someone else. She was instantly shocked.