Killing innocents, acting sanctimonious

Seeing old du covered in blood, du Xiaofan was afraid and worried. He shouted and struggled. The two followers slapped him, causing him to spit out blood and fall to the ground.

"Little fan!" Seeing his son injured, elder DU's heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, and he let out a furious roar. With his mind in chaos, the broken sword in his hand became even more unorganized, and he suffered a few more sword injuries.

"What are you doing? stop!" Zi Yin, Shi chenhua, Bai Yu, and ye Xiaoqi had finally arrived. With a loud shout, they drew their swords and rushed to old DU's aid.

When the youth saw Zi Yin and ye Xiaoqi, his eyes brightened and he waved his hand. The attendant could tell that these people were much stronger than elder du and knew that he was no match for them, so he quickly retreated.

"Old du, how are you? are your injuries serious?" Ye Xiaoqi supported old du and asked with concern. Zi Yin also took out some medicine to treat his injuries.