Doting

 Zhou Yu felt extremely humiliated and indignant when he chopped off his own arm in public.

It was even more humiliating than when he lost to Sect of the Blood God previously.

But Zhou Yu couldn't do anything about it. Zhang Ruochen was famous for being ruthless to his enemies. How many top cultivators of the Heavenly Realm had died at his hands?

It was a pity that Zhou Yu was the leader of the Heavenly Realm, the son of a deity, and the object of the Fane of Light's nurturing. His status was extremely noble. But now, he had lost all his face.

Over the years, no leader of the Heavenly Realm had been more sullen than Zhou Yu.

"I'll let you off this time, but you shouldn't do it again. Mark my words." Zhang Ruochen's voice rang in Zhou Yu's ears again.

Although Zhou Yu was indignant, it felt as if he had been granted amnesty.