Chapter 712: Chapter 169: People of the Heavenly Palace [Ten Thousand Words] (Part 6)

However, the crime of ambushing Fang Che was turned into their own decision...

"We were so angry... then... then fought in the city and chased to the city wall... chased outside the city, Mr. Fang’s rescue rocket was shot down by us..."

"... Four people attacked together, Mr. Fang seemed to be injured, spat out a mouthful of blood..."

The two stuttered to finish.

Immediately, the people in the Guardian Hall erupted.

"No wonder Mr. Fang was so heavily injured after fighting the Yemo... it turns out you attacked first, already making him seriously wounded..."

Yun Jianqiu was furious: "You four high-level Emperor attacked Mr. Fang... shook him with spiritual energy! Although Mr. Fang is a genius, with rich combat experience, his spiritual energy level is only Third Grade King level... You four Emperor level attacked him with spiritual power..."

Yun Jianqiu was extremely indignate: "And then you expected him to hold off the Yemo for you, while you only cared about running away... You Zhu Family members, are you still human?!"

Over a hundred eyes, full of anger, full of disdain, stared at the Zhu Family members.

Even the Grand Dowager, who was the stabilizer, wore an expression of extreme headache.

No matter what, from any perspective, this matter is absolutely unforgivable!

This kind of behavior can’t even be called human!

Not a trace of humanity left!

Zhao Ying’er’s eyes turned red, gritting her teeth, reaching to draw her sword.

With a clang, half-drawn, it was pressed back by Yuan Jingjiang.

"Hold on, the grievances Mr. Fang suffered won’t be in vain. We can’t be chaotic now; if we are, the Zhu Family will find an opportunity."

"Zhu Family! Heinous crimes!" Zhao Ying’er gritted her teeth, her eyes cold to the extreme.

Seeing the situation had developed to an irreconcilable state.

The Grand Dowager was utterly helpless, despite her wisdom, she was at a loss at this moment, looked at Song Yidao somewhat pleadingly: "Master Song, could we speak in private?"

Song Yidao angrily retorted: "What speak in private? Say it here, if you have something to say, say it, if it’s gas, let it out! I have no interest in speaking privately with you!"

The Grand Dowager was helpless.

Had to practice Gathering Qi, transmitted her voice to Song Yidao: "Master Song, to be truthful, we are from the Heavenly Palace!"

Song Yidao’s furious face suddenly froze.

Even his gaze froze.

The Grand Dowager sighed, continued transmitting: "We’re helpless too... Master Song, Heavenly Palace rules that all members outside can’t reveal their identities... We’re truly sorry, we wish to make compensation, hope Master Song can give a chance."

"..."

Suddenly Song Yidao felt an overwhelming ’I’ve been screwed!’ sensation!

Damn!

People from the Heavenly Palace!

Those four words truly shocked him to the core.

What kind of place is the Heavenly Palace?

It’s a place that even the high levels of Guardians and Wei Wo Zheng Sect fear!

But to give a chance, how?

Fang Che suffered such grievances, just to perform his duty, and you want to kill him?

And then used the person you wanted to kill to save yourselves, putting him directly in a deadly position!

Why?

Just because he’s a Guardian? He deserves to die?

Your lives from the Heavenly Palace are that precious?

Song Yidao felt like a volcano was repressed in his heart, ready to erupt, yet sealed. But the explosive force only accumulated more!

Growing ever harsher.

Just felt his chest tight with pain.

At this moment...

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."

Fang Che, who was lying down, suddenly started coughing.

Everyone quickly turned, looking toward Fang Che.

Seeing Fang Che cough twice, then spat out a mouthful of purplish-black blood, gasping violently.

Zhao Ying’er hurriedly cushioned his head on her lap, carefully wiping with a handkerchief, holding his hand, desperately transferring spiritual power into him.

Noticing Fang Che’s spiritual power started circulating autonomously, she couldn’t help a joy in her heart.

Before she could speak, she saw Fang Che’s eyelids struggle open slowly, his eyes dull: "I... am I still alive?"

"You’re alive! Alive! Very much alive!"

Zhao Ying’er, in extreme joy, burst into tears, started sobbing uncontrollably, her voice trembling: "Not only are you alive, but you can keep living, always alive, boohoo..."

Fang Che gasped heavily, his voice weak to the extreme.

But it was a genuine reaction.

This time, though he was acting, he spared no mercy to himself at all.

It was a heavy hand all the way!

The injuries were potent enough to be fatal, which was true!

Of course, when he met Song Yidao, he practiced sending a self-inflicted jolt, making it seem he was dying, unable to say this.

"Where... am I?"

Fang Che trembled as he asked.

"At the Zhu Family. Rest well." Zhao Ying’er said.

"Zhu Family?"

Fang Che’s eyes showed confusion: "How did I get to the Zhu Family? They... they..."

Seeming mindful, some words dared not to say.

The Grand Dowager already walked over: "Mr. Fang is awake, quickly fetch my Reviving Pill, that Reviving Pill can recover above ninety percent of Mr. Fang’s injuries, just can’t be consumed while unconscious..."

Fang Che’s gaze was weak but somewhat sharp: "No need, right."

"Needed, needed." The Grand Dowager replied smilingly, turned her head: "Go fetch it quickly!"

Instantly, a maiden in white dashed away.

"I’ve heard what those two unworthy descendants said..."

The Grand Dowager said shamefully: "Mr. Fang repays evil with good, truly makes our entire Zhu Family grateful and ashamed."

Fang Che’s voice was weak, his tone indifferent: "No need for shame, I’m a Guardian, my duty is to protect the peace of Baiyun State, seeing Yemo, naturally must kill! As for you... whoever you are, doesn’t matter... cough cough cough..."

Began coughing again.

But these words, noble and generous, made everyone in the hall stand in awe.