"So unwilling!!"
"I'm begging you! Please let me try once more!"
The old man looked at the two fingers left and sighed deeply before finally putting down the Candlestick.
"Master, believe in me! I can do it!"
However, before Huangfu Yi finished speaking, the moment he took the Candlestick, a sword light cut down the candle flame.
The two of them didn't speak for a while in the darkness.
Until the last bit of candle flame lit up slowly, illuminating the eye socket of the young boy that was opened by a sword.
Huangfu Yi was blinded.
This sword strike came swiftly, in fact, it even lifted his scalp, thankfully the black lotus held firm and stitched it back together.
In the flickering candlelight, the old man could only hunch his back, helplessly looking at the Disciple at his feet,
"Xiao Yi... go home..."
Huangfu Yi was no longer agitated, no longer arguing, he could only hang his head, slumped in the pool of blood, gasping painfully,
