Seeing Arthur in such a sorry state, Young Lord Xuanyuan sneered.
Rich spiritual energy emanated from his hand as he swung it, directly enveloping Arthur in his true qi.
With the aid of his power, Arthur slowly began to recover.
A killing intent flashed in Arthur's eyes as he struggled to stand up.
"How is it you?"
"Divine God sent me to take a look. I didn't expect to actually run into you here."
"Then, what are Divine God's plans moving forward?"
"Divine God has his own arrangements. There's no need for you and I to worry about it. Just wait," Xuanyuan replied, offering no further explanation.
He was merely following orders; there was no way for him to know anything beyond that.
This wasn't the Xuanyuan Clan, nor was it the Bright Clan.
Their positions had already fallen drastically, and now they were forced to depend on others.
Arthur was still dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to show it, ultimately choosing to step back.
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