Chen Qiaoer's face became angry, and when she was about to say something else, she was stopped by Li Ziye behind her.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life. I'll take my leave first."

Li Ziye bowed again with a sullen face, and then motioned for everyone to leave.

Chen Qiaoer clenched his hands tightly, picked up the seriously injured and unconscious Master of Confucianism, and turned around to leave.

"Boy, remember your promise, my choice is not yours!"

When everyone was about to leave, the ancient will spoke again in the void, reminding them.

"Senior, don't worry."

Li Ziye turned his back to the lake and said with a cold expression, "Junior will keep his promise."

After saying that, Li Ziye didn't stay any longer and left with Chen Qiaoer and others.

Not long after everyone left.

In front of the sealed place, a young figure wearing a moon-white robe appeared and knelt down.
Chapter completed!