Bloodshed in the Nest

“It’s Young Master!”

Yun Wuya’s body suddenly bounced up, exclaiming with ecstatic joy, seemingly forgetting the numerous wounds and bloodstains covering his body.

Their emotional embrace after surviving the calamity depicted a deeply touching scene of brotherhood, bringing tears to one’s eyes.

A rare smile appeared on Yun Wuya’s usually cold face, as he licked his dry lips.

“In my final moments, amidst endless despair, I still thought that if anyone could save me in this world, it would be none other than Young Master!”

Tears shimmered in Yun Wuya’s eyes as he surveyed the scattered iron nails and wood debris, knowing without asking that Young Master had once again miraculously appeared at the critical moment.

As for why Lu Suifeng appeared at the crucial moment and how he managed to destroy this terrifying mechanism of iron nails, these questions were no longer important.

What mattered was that their brotherhood had survived the ordeal unscathed.