Sen Man-cing laughed out loud. "With your brain intelligence, you should be able to think that before stepping on this place, I must have stopped at another place." "You have been to Bwee ji's bridal chamber?" asked Tok-ku Bu-ti whose face immediately turned dark.
"Luckily it's not too late."
Sen Man-cing shook his head.
"Although their hearts are very sad, but they haven't done anything that would destroy their own lives."
Tok-ku Bu-ti's face changed greatly.
"Brak!" The cup in his hand squeezed until it shattered. He released his grip on Sen Man-cing. His right hand clenched tightly. His chest was rising and falling. His face went from white to red. It looked like he was about to slam his fist on Sen Man-cing.
The woman looked at him with a cold gaze. There was not the slightest hint of fear in his eyes. Tok-ku Bu-ti's fist was not thrown forward. In fact, his left hand that had been clenched into a fist loosened again.
Even though you have thwarted the plan that I am carrying out, I still will not kill you," he said in a tearful voice.
"What are you waiting for?" Sen Man-cing's tone was cold and even.
“If I had intended to kill you, I would have done it twenty years ago. There was no need to wait until now."
Sen Man-cing said nothing.
"I think it's too good to just kill you," said Tok-ku Bu-ti next.
"Without realizing Sen Man-cing's tears flowed profusely. Tok-ku Bu-ti, who saw the situation, even laughed out loud. "But I also feel surprised, you still have the face to live to this day."
Sen Man-cing continued to cry without answering. Tok-ku Bu-ti clapped her hands loudly. "It turns out that Song Ngo Lin already knows about this matter. Why hasn't he still looked for me to make calculations?"
Just as he finished speaking, Song Ngo Lin appeared at the door. His body was drenched. He glanced at Tok-ku Bu-ti with a sad look.
"Good son-in-law..."
Tok-ku Bu-ti had also seen Song Ngo Lin. He even got carried away laughing. "This is your wedding night, why don't you just stay in the room making out with your beautiful wife?"
"Shut up!" shouted Song Ngo Lin with a trembling body. His hands clenched so tightly that they turned pale white in color.
Tok-ku Bu-ti was even happier to see the situation. With a big laugh he turned to Sen Man-cing.
"Hujin, our son-in-law is not bad at all..."
"Tok-ku Bu-ti, people may think you're an eagle, but I look at you like a crow!" said Sen Man-cing curtly.
Song Ngo Lin immediately stretched out his finger and pointed at Tok-ku Bu-ti. "Tok-ku Bu-ti, get out of here!" he snapped.
Tok-ku Bu-ti patted his own clothes to make them look neat. "Good daughter-in-law, the wound in your mother-in-law is still not fully recovered."
"Don't care. Anyway tonight I have to kill you!" said Song Ngo Lin.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed heartily. "Kill me? For the sake of the Wudang Institute or for the sake of Song Liong?"
"Towards a perverted and despicable human like you, there's no need to come up with excuses just to kill you!"
"Your words sound very warrior-spirited. It's a shame that one's personality cannot be determined from mere talk. Especially Wudang's students," Tok-ku Bu-ti quipped sharply.
Song Ngo Lin was furious.
"Don't talk too much!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti didn't care about it.
"For example Song Liong tojin, he served as Ciangbunjin Wudang, but his behavior is really shameful. Dare to seduce someone's wife!" he quipped back.
"I told you to get out!" Song Ngo Lin's voice grew louder and louder.
"Why are you alone? Where's the bride?" asked Tok-ku Bu-ti to change the subject.
Song Ngo Lin couldn't contain himself any longer. While roaring with rage, he lunged towards Tok-ku Bu-ti. His palm was already preparing to be smashed forward.
The wind radiating from his pair of palms was like a storm ready to rage.
Tok-ku Bu-ti lifted his leg. His dragon head staff flew into the air. A pair of hands pushed, the dragon head staff shot forward. Song Ngo Lin clasped his palms together. Forces are deployed. The dragon head staff bounced back.
The upper half of Tok-ku Bu-ti's body swayed while spinning his dragon's head staff like a top. Tok-ku Bu-ti's dragon head staff is indeed long.
Its rotating tip attacked Song Ngo Lin incessantly.
Song Ngo Lin gathered his pure air. He combined it with the Pik lek ciang stance. His pair of palms suddenly turned stiff like plates of steel. The palm of his hand continued to welcome the sweep of Tok-ku Bu-ti's dragon head stick. Twenty-nine times in a row, the Tok-ku Bu-ti dragon head stick attacked Song Ngo Lin and all of them were greeted with kindness.
However, all the furniture in the room, such as tables, chairs, vases of flowers, jugs of wine, and several cups, were broken into pieces as a result of their fight.
Even so, Song Ngo Lin's pair of palms were not scratched or injured at all by the broken furniture. Seeing this situation, Tokku Bu-ti was very surprised. His dragon head staff was still spinning. The wind it generated whipped around.
Suddenly Tok-ku Bu-ti changed his movements. He launched a move called 'Venomous snake comes out of the cave'.
His attack this time was aimed at Song Ngo Lin's solar plexus. Song Ngo Lin's body shifted sideways avoiding his attack. The dragon head staff slid past his shoulder. A pair of hands stretched out as fast as lightning. He gripped the dragon head staff. Even though Tok-ku Bu-ti had measured carefully.
But it turned out that his estimates also missed. Not only did he not manage to injure Song Ngo Lin, his dragon head staff was even grabbed. Thus, there was a power struggle in tug of war. No matter how hard Tok-ku Bu-ti tried, he still couldn't pull his dragon head staff back from Song Ngo Lin's grip. Both of their sleeves made a crunching sound and each pair of feet sank into the ground. Tok-ku Bu-ti has already deployed his short Mit-kip. Song Ngo Lin had also gathered Tian-can's strength. Two pairs of eyes stared at each other sharply like blades of knives clashing. The sound of the sleeves rustling was no longer heard.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's sleeves are like balloons being blown up. Meanwhile, Song Ngo Lin's sleeves slowly straightened and became increasingly stiff. They didn't budge at all.
Sen Man-cing who was standing in the corner had subconsciously taken a step back. Now he took one step back.
This is not of his own free will. But because roll by roll a force that was neither form nor sound urged him, so that he was inevitably forced to retreat.
His breath was getting tighter and tighter. All the air in the room seemed to be sucked in by the power of the two people. The power that enveloped the surroundings was also getting more and more intense. Sen Man-cing was pushed back seven steps in a row. After that, he felt more relieved.
Meanwhile, Tok-ku Bu-ti's hair and beard suddenly grew stiff. Likewise Song Ngo Lin's ponytail. The difference is that Tok-ku Bu-ti's hair and beard stand up stiffly, while Song Ngo Lin's hair stands up but gently waves as if floating on the surface of the water.
In the midst of the two people, Tok-ku Bu-ti's dragon head staff began to show a change. Sometimes it sweeps up, sometimes it sweeps down. Sometimes sliding forward then pulled back. Finally all that was seen was a flashing white shadow. Sounds
"Brak!" Tok-ku Bu-ti's dragon head staff was cut into two pieces. The bodies of the two people were blown backwards at the same time. Then fell on the ground. So hard were the two people's energy that they flew out of the room.
Song Ngo Lin got up and began to gather knowledge in the long corridor. Tok-ku Bu-ti broke through a window so it shattered. He also bounced in the forge! the same one. Right at that moment. in his mind flashed the thought of running away. This thought comes so quickly and sensitively. The other day at Kuan-jit-hong, Tokku Bu-ti was locked up by Thian-ti and Fu Giok-su and their friends in the Rain's line. Wind, Lightning and Thunder. The situation was very dangerous at that time, but he continued to fight. He realized that those six people, even in a one-on-one duel, were simply no match for him. Now he also realized that Song Ngo Lin's strength alone was far above him. It can be said that since taking the position as chairman of Bu-ti-bun or all his life, this is the first time he has met an opponent as tough as Song Ngo Lin.
An opponent he faces based on personal grudges and actually has higher knowledge than him. He had no idea how great Tian-can had sunk. He only knew that the head of the previous generation of Bu-ti-bun, Sia ho Tian cong, had experienced an accident again. Precisely what happened again was because his opponent used Tian-can sinkang. Meanwhile, he managed to defeat Song Liong Tojin three times, because Song Liong Tojin did not master Tian-can Singkang at all.
In the matter of the inner power battle between him and Song Ngo Lin earlier, at least he could confirm one thing: namely, the energy emanating from Tian-can Singkang was absolutely not a power that Mit-kip Sinkang could match. Even though he wasn't injured, if he continued, he also had no chance of winning the battle.
He is a calculating person. From the way he attacked Go-bi-pai, it was clear that he was the kind of person who wouldn't do something he couldn't be sure of. If he had already realized that he couldn't possibly win this fight, how could he still have the passion to continue that fight? After all, no one would care about winning or losing anymore, so why not use the chance they got to escape...?
As soon as his mind was moved, his body shot straight up. At that moment Song Ngo Lin had arrived. He didn't care at all what Tok-ku Bu-ti did. The person's palms immediately launched two blows, Song Ngo Lin also didn't hesitate when he smashed his palms together. Tokku Bu-ti couldn't help but block the attack.
His palms stretched out and met the two attacks. His body that was darting through the air was forced to float down again. Song Ngo Lin twisted his body.
Two more hits were launched, but once he got in front of Tok-ku Bu-ti, the attacks became eighteen hits. With every blow, Song Ngo Lin's palm seemed so light. Tok-ku Bu-ti's forehead creased. A pair of palms advanced to welcome the attack eighteen times the blow. His feet pushed back two steps.
Song Ngo Lin's attacks did not stop there. While roaring loudly, he continued to launch attacks towards Tokku Bu-ti. His palms would sometimes clenched into fists and sometimes they would open again and strike. A pair of legs also kicked simultaneously. His body was moving to and fro. His attack raised a violent wind like a hurricane that swept through.
Tok-ku Bu-ti's appetite to fight has also awakened. A pair of fists were deployed. There was a fierce battle with Song Ngo Lin. His speed in attacking or moving was not under that young man. Only in terms of power did he have to admit that he still lost by one level.
The more they fight, the faster their movements will be.
Screams could be heard continuously from Song Ngo Lin's mouth.
The movement is almost like a madman. Maybe because of the hatred that filled his heart, he didn't think about anything else except killing Tok-ku Bu-ti. The rain was still falling heavily. Lightning continues to strike. The sound of clashing palms and fists raged with Song Ngo Lin's screams and a long whistling sound that came out of Tok-ku Bu-ti's mouth.
Two pairs of palms repeatedly clashed. The two of them were like two silver caterpillars whose swords were grappling. Never mind the rainstorm that is still ongoing.
Except for the drunken one, the other guests who heard the sound of the fight were shocked. They came out in droves to see what had happened. After managing to see clearly, they were all wide-eyed and gaping. How could they not be surprised when they saw the two people who were fighting tooth and nail were in-laws and in-laws who still looked fine when the wedding ceremony took place.
Li Cu and Fu Hiong-kun also arrived. They saw that the fight between Song Ngo Lin and Tok-ku Bu-ti was not only not playing games, but even led to risking each other's lives. Of course Fu Hiong-kun and Li Cu became stunned instantly.
Song Han, who had just arrived at the scene, was even more confused. He immediately lunged towards the two of them.
"Stop!" he shouted as he lunged forward. At the same time, the raindrops that were pouring down seemed to be revealed by the impact force of Song Han's palm. Approximately three fathoms around the two people immediately gaped. At that very moment. Song Ngo Lin and Tok-ku Bu-ti bounced backwards.
As soon as it retreated, a pair of Tok-ku Bu-ti's palms stretched again. He snorted coldly twice. Song Ngo Lin was furious. His feet immediately put on a stance ready to lunge forward again.
Song Han hit again three times in a row.
Then he blocked in front of Song Ngo Lin. "Ngo Lin, have you gone mad?" he snapped.
"I want to kill him!" shouted Song Ngo Lin as he prepared to lunge again. But again he was blocked by Song Han.
"Ngo Lin, calm down. Say something clear first, then it's not too late to intervene!" he exclaimed.
Being blocked for the second time by Song Han, Song Ngo Lin's feelings calmed down a bit. He was trying hard to contain his emotions. But his eyes still glared at Tok-ku Bu-ti with a blazing gleam of anger.
Song Han's eyes gleamed at Song Ngo Lin's face then turned to Tok-ku Bu-ti.
"Exactly what happened?" he asked with a look of horror.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly. "You should just ask Song Ngo Lin. He was the one who came looking for me and asked me to fight."
Song Han's eyes turned to Song Ngo Lin. "If you really want to fight, why wait until now? After all, you are not outsiders anymore. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by your friends present?"
Song Ngo Lin's face contorted. He meant to open his mouth to say something, but he pulled it back. Tok-ku Bu-ti looked at him cynically. He also believed that Song Ngo Lin would not dare to say anything in front of the guests present.
"From the beginning I've asked that you carefully consider everything. Previously no fighting, now even more so," Song Han continued.
Song Ngo Lin shook his head. "Supek, there is a problem that you do not know about."
"What don't I know?" asked Song Han more and more clueless.
Song Ngo Lin couldn't say it.
Song Han swept his gaze around the place. Where is Bwee ji? ask again.
Song Ngo Lin's heart ached. "He's gone," he muttered casually.
Song Han was stunned.
"How can that be? Today is your happy night!"
Song Ngo Lin found it hard to explain. His head was deeply bowed. Song Han looked at him gently.
"Did Tok-ku Bu-ti divide you so that you husband and wife don't get along?" he asked intently.
Song Ngo Lin did not answer. Song Han's eyes turned again to Tok-ku Bu-ti.
"Bu-ti, if that's the case, then you're the one at fault!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed heartily. "Who's wrong or right, before Han Heng knows exactly what's going on, it's better not to make any guesses!"
Song Han's eyes flashed with desire in an instant.
"Then you mean..."
Song Ngo Lin raised his hand. "Supek...."
Song Han stomped Song Ngo Lin's hand. "Right or wrong, Supek has his own considerations."
The look on Song Ngo Lin's face grew sadder. Supek, you still don't understand the problem," said the young man hoarsely.
"Therefore, I want to ask until clear!" said Song Han as he stroked his beard.
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed heartily. "Then I have to say everything."
Just as Song Ngo Lin was about to interrupt, Song Han had already snapped at him: "Let him say it. Bu-ti-bun is indeed a cult. How can what he said be reasonable and fair?"
Song Ngo Lin laughed out loud. Tok-ku Bu-ti took a step forward.
"This event should be told starting from twenty years ago." Tok-ku Bu-ti stopped for a moment. Then he drew a long natas and continued again.
"At that time I had a fight with Song Liong tojin of Wudang in Kuan-jit-hong. With Mil kip sinkang I managed to destroy the Wudang-liok-kiat that Song Liong tojin had put out. As a result, the old tosu was seriously injured under my attack."
When he got there, Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes widened involuntarily. His chest was puffed out high. As if the victory was still pictured clearly, in his eyelids. Song Han laughed coldly.
"A business that has long since passed, it's still something to be proud of. Aren't you afraid that the guests who are here tonight will laugh at you?"
Tok-ku Bu-ti didn't care about it.
"Severely injured, Song Liong tried to escape. Without knowing the direction, it turned out that he ran to a place called Liong-hong-kek in Bu-ti-bun. Luck and misfortune ensued!" His voice was getting clearer and clearer. These words were deliberately said so that all the guests who attended fulfilled the invitation could hear them.
"Song Liong was helped by a woman, but then he seduced her so he fell in love with her. The woman's name was Sen Man-cing. That's the man!" said Tok-ku Bu-ti while pointing at Sen Man-cing who was standing in front of the bedroom door.
Lightning strikes. Sen Ngo Lin's face was deathly pale. His lips trembled. Her eyes shone with a light of supplication.
He looked at Tok-ku Bu-ti with a sad face. But he could not open his mouth to devour the man he hated.
Song Ngo Lin's pair of fists clenched tightly. His body wouldn't stop shaking. But his shoulders were embraced by Song Han.
Seeing their condition, Tok-ku Bu-ti's heart became even happier.
"Helps people's lives more than seven other charities. Actually this action is not wrong. But while I'm not around, deliberately doing something rotten and betraying me, how can I not get angry?"
Song Han was furious: "Your mouth really needs to be washed clean! Song Liong..."
Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly. "If Song Liong were honest and obeyed religious rules, where would a child named Song Ngo Lin come from?"
These words fell on their ears, except for Song Ngo Lin himself, Song Han, Fu Hiong-kun and Sen Man-cing, none of the people present were not surprised.
Song Han's face turned bright red. Every now and then he snorted coldly.
"Because this child is an illegitimate child, because Song Liong Tojin is Ciangbunjin Wudang, it cannot be acknowledged openly. He is forced to follow his mother's clan, namely the Wan clan!" Once again Tok-ku Bu-ti laughed coldly.
"This actually doesn't need to be regretted anymore because it happened before Song Liong Tojin purified himself to become a priest, but seducing other people's wives, don't say a Ciangbunjin who has chosen the Buddhist door, while ordinary people are the most despicable thing."
Song Han's eyes widened. What happened like this, you still dare to say it."
Tok-ku Bu-ti burst out laughing. "Although today Bu-ti-bun has been destroyed by Siau-yau-kok's actions, I am Tok-ku Bu-ti also not someone who has no name in the martial world. Am I willing to ruin my own name?”
Song Han's anger was bubbling up. Tokku Bu-ti's eyes circulated.
"Bu-ti-bun is indeed a party with a heretical sect. The Wudang College is a righteous party that upholds the truth. But in my entire life, I Tok-ku Bu-ti have never done such lowly things. In fact, Ciangbunjin Wudang claims to be a righteous sect, a priest of the To religion, capable of doing deeds that even cultists despise!"
Without realizing it, Song Han's hand that was pressing on Song Ngo Lin's shoulder suddenly let go. Song Ngo Lin's own hand drooped down. His eyes did not even dare to lift up. Almost all the eyes of the people present were focused on him. Tok-ku Bu-ti felt proud to have caught their attention. His voice was getting louder.
"This shameless boy and girl pair finally gave birth to a daughter. They think of me as a fool who is easily fooled. The princess is said to be my child!"
"Is the princess that was told Tok Ku Bwee really?"
Suddenly one of the guests couldn't help himself and asked that question.
"Not wrong!" said Tok-ku Bu-ti with a confident and firm voice.
There was a loud noise in the form of surprise from the audience.
Song Han's entire face turned red instantly.
"You mean Song Ngo Lin and Tok Ku Bwee are half brothers from another mother?"
Tok-ku Bu-ti's answer is still two words the same. Song Han's chest nearly exploded at that description. "Then, why do you still bless them to marry as husband and wife?" he snapped fiercely.
"It wasn't me who did that on purpose. They asked for my blessing," said Tok-ku Bu-ti in such a calm tone.
"Before, you already knew about this, didn't you?" asked Song Han in a sharp tone.
"Actually, I don't really like to complicate other people's love. After all, if I don't grant it, they will be very angry. They will say that I am an incompetent parent. Wouldn't it be better to just give my blessing?"
So angry was Song Han that the green veins on his forehead bulged out. "Do you still have even a hint of humanity?"
"This is called the law of karma!"
Song Han was both angry and sad. He was unable to say anything.
"But you guys don't worry. The rotten woman got here just in time. The newlyweds haven't had a chance to do anything yet."
Sounds of relief sounded here and there. Song Han was like he had just been released from a heavy burden. Fu Hiong-kun, who had been standing in a corner all along, only dared to glance at Song Ngo Lin.
Since then he's been quiet. Hearing Tok-ku Buti's last words, he only dared to look at Song Ngo Lin.
His eyes flashed with deep compassion.
For Song Ngo Lin's unfortunate fate, he could only feel pity. How is Cici now?
Remembering Tok Ku Bwee, Fu Hiong-kun was even more worried. Even though Tok Ku Bwee's character was very tough, whether he could withstand such a great mental blow, Fu Hiong-kun really didn't dare to say for sure.
"This is also good...!" Tok-ku Bu-ti's eyes turned towards Sen Man-cing. "Otherwise, friends in the kangouw world will definitely think that I am deliberately covering up this rottenness, I really can't accept it!"
Song Han let out a cold laughing sound. "I'm sure those words didn't come from your little heart!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti's attitude was still calm. "That's also allowed, it's not okay. Everything has already happened, at least someone has the courage to put it forward so that it becomes clear."
Song Han watched Tok-ku Bu-ti from head to toe. It was as if he had just seen Tok-ku Bu-ti today.
"Although Bu-ti-bun is a cult in the world of martial arts, I have always admired you, this one Buncu. I always thought that you were still not too cunning when compared to the Siau-yau- really people. Now I just realized, even though the humans from Siau-yau-how come are low class humans, they are still not even half compared to you!"
"Han Heng thinks too highly of me," Tok-ku Bu-ti said completely shameless.
"By doing all this, what benefit is it actually for yourself?"
Tok-ku Bu-ti shook his head. Nothing," he admitted.
Song Han snorted coldly. "But you did it anyway!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti smiled.
"If you love a woman with all your heart. And after successfully marrying her, as your wife she has affairs with other people, what will you do?" he asked quietly.
Song Han was stunned. All her life she has never known what the word romance means, of course she doesn't know how jealous people feel. "I don't know!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti took a deep breath. "I forgot that you are a tosu. All your life you only know to practice martial arts to reach the highest level so that you can make Wudang proud." He paused. "You really don't understand what is called love between two people of the opposite sex. You really are a true tosu!" Once again Tok-ku Bu-ti took a deep breath.
"Let me tell you. This act of mine still can't be called outrageous."
Song Han was rooted to the spot.
"From start to finish, I have spared Song Liong's soul three times. I have not harmed my slut wife either. I have always loved their daughter like my own daughter. Do you know why?" asked Tok-ku Bu-ti next.
Song Han looked at him strangely.
"Is it for revenge like today?"
Tok-ku Bu-ti shook his head. If it wasn't the human she Fu who said it, I myself don't know Song Ngo Lin is Song Liong's biological child."
Song Han pondered for a moment. "Then why?"
"Because I didn't take all of this to heart," said Tok-ku Bu-ti firmly. "Before this, I only thought of one thing, that is how I can rule the martial world!"
Song Han nodded. "So far you have indeed exerted all your efforts to achieve this one purpose."
"Now Bu-ti-bun is no longer there," said Tok-ku Buti, clenching his fists tightly. "The appearance of Tian-can sinkang, who has been missing for so long, is really a big blow to me. I thought there was no other science that could match my Mit-kip sinkang."
"In a state of despair and no hope for you to plan revenge like this," Song Han finally understood Tok-ku Bu-ti's feelings.
"None of this is my fault," said Tok-ku Bu-ti in a sharp voice. "It's also a coincidence that I can use this opportunity to tell the friends in the kangouw world that a person who comes from an upright party is also not necessarily a gentleman who never does anything wrong again!"
"This old brat Song Liong..." Song Han grumbled subconsciously. "To the extent that a Ciangbunjin can also do that, the students he teaches are also not necessarily better than the students of the heretical party like us," said Tok-ku Bu-ti continuing.
The audience who heard these words all wore sad faces. But no one made a sound. So far, they have always admired Song Liong Tojin as a Cianpwe from the martial world.
Now the reality is that the person they admire can do something like this. What else can they say.
Seeing their looks, Song Han's heart sank even more, but there was still a hint of hope in his heart.
"Are you sure Tok Ku Bwee isn't your daughter?"
"Of course I'm sure," said Tok-ku Bu-ti. then he asked again.
"Do you know what iwekang I studied?"
"Mit-kip sinkang," said Song Han, not understanding the meaning of the question.
"What's that got to do with it? Can you not have any more offspring by practicing that knowledge?"
"Indeed it is!" Tok-ku replied. Bu-ti confessed frankly.
Song Han was stunned. A moment later he burst out laughing.
"No wonder his name is Mit-kip (broken derivative) sinkang!"
Tok-ku Bu-ti is not angry. In fact, the look on his face grew calmer. "A person who is intoxicated with martial arts, even though the sacrifice required is still forgivable." Once again Song Han was stunned.
"Not wrong!"
He himself was forced to admit. Because like himself, he is so crazy about studying martial arts that he is willing not to get married for the rest of his life.
"Regarding the rotten deeds committed by Song Liong tojin, what do the disciples of Wudang think?" asked Tok-ku Bu-ti.
Song Han's face didn't change either. Only his eyes were shining more sharply. "No matter what he does, we can't investigate any further. He's now a buried corpse after all!" Song Han paused for a moment.
"After all, this matter, I don't think it's entirely Song Liong's fault either."
Tok-ku Bu-ti chuckled.
"You mean?"
Song Han's eyes moved to Sen Man-cing's face, he looked like he wanted to say something, but he stopped. He suddenly realized, at a time like this, if he still blamed Sen Man-cing, his actions would only make her fate even more tragic.