The man's pleading howls failed to stir even a ripple in Gong Yu's gaze.
Her eyes were like ice that hadn't melted for a thousand years.
Behind her, Baili Feng's face showed extreme resentment. He had just witnessed the child's terrible condition, his heart was shaken, and he felt a surge of compassion. Now, with the robust man repeatedly claiming his innocence, it only added to Baili Feng's disgust. The Mo Blade in his hand whistled as he placed it right against the man's neck.
He wished he could just chop off his head with one swing.
Vigorous Qi buffeted the air, the brutal edge of the blade lightly touching the neck, sending chills down the man's spine, causing his body to stiffen.
Wang Anfeng gently laid the child's left arm back on the bed, patted it lightly, and then stood up, saying,
"Is that your carriage down there?"
The man answered hastily,
"Indeed, indeed! Perhaps the brothers below were just... blinded somehow..."