Chapter 209 - I Was Wrong (1/2)
Chapter 209: I Was Wrong
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“Senior Brother w.a.n.g.” Everyone looked at Senior Brother w.a.n.g with red eyes before simultaneously turning to the shaking Liu Yexin.
“It’s all your fault!”
“If you didn’t recklessly run in here, why would Senior Brother be infected?”
Under the barrage and pressure of everyone’s condemnation and gazes, she shuddered. Her knees grew limp and knelt on the ground with a plop. Tears streamed down her face and she frantically kowtowed. She sobbed, “S-sorry, Senior Brother w.a.n.g. It’s my fault. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I was wrong, Senior Brother, I really know I was wrong.”
Bang bang bang. Liu Yexin kowtowed a dozen of times in succession without holding back, her forehead turning purple from the impact.
Tears rolled down her face, and her face was flushed with regret and pain.
It was her. It was her fault. If she didn’t act so recklessly and cowardly… if she didn’t use her dad’s status as the a.s.sistant hall master and forcibly follow Senior Brother Situ here to train, she would not have caused harm to Senior Brother w.a.n.g.
Regret over her past deeds flooded her as she looked at everyone’s reproachful gazes. She could not accept the fact that Senior Brother w.a.n.g was about to die because of her.
“I didn’t expect that you would still have the spare time to argue about this here,” Qiao Mu coldly interrupted them. She aimed her arrow at Senior Brother w.a.n.g again. “Sorry, Senior Brother.”
Senior Brother w.a.n.g bitterly chuckled.
A young mystic cultivator from Heavenly Dao Sect fiercely stepped in front of Senior Brother w.a.n.g. “Little Junior Sister, why are you so cold? We’ve been companions until now, how can you be so quick to act?”
Whoosh. An arrow brushed past the young mystic cultivator’s neck and stabbed into the wood pile behind him.
The young mystic cultivator was dumbstruck.
“If you want to die with him and provide company for him in the afterworld, I don’t mind.” The girl’s voice was ice cold without a hint of warmth.
The young mystic cultivator trembled and subconsciously s.h.i.+fted to the side.
Mockery flitted through Qiao Mu’s eyes. “Hypocrite. See? You aren’t that fearless either.”