For the sake of long-term planning, the core of malicious intent had to be abandoned in the rescue efforts.
The voice of the Purple Emperor, filled with grinding teeth, resonated through the air.
"Qing Ming! Yellow Wind! Dark Cloud... You guys, to be so heartless! If one day you meet the Master and Senior Uncles, what excuse will you have to offer! How will you face them!"
"Is this how you torment your brothers from the past!"
The piercing cries grew fainter.
But on this side, everyone seemed deaf to it, their faces full of disdain and contempt.
Yellow Wind, Dark Cloud, and Lan Dan even turned their heads and spat on the ground.
"Ptooey!"
For such a Purple Emperor, they didn't want to waste a single word on him!
It would only sully their own speech!
What was there to say!
Get lost, you bastard!
When they returned to their camp, Qing Ming's face was filled with excitement.