Seeing the expressions on the Zhao family's faces, Third Master Zhao felt a twinge of pity in his heart.
"Alas!" He sighed helplessly and indicated, "Child, you should go; I will live and die with the Zhao family."
"Third Grandpa, I truly love you so much."
"Old Third, I certainly didn't misjudge you."
"Third Grandpa, thank you so much."
Upon hearing Third Master Zhao's words, the Zhao family members immediately became happy with immense joy in their hearts.
They knew that if Third Master Zhao stayed, the black-clad figure would definitely stay too. With the black-clad figure present, they felt a sense of safety in their hearts.
"I... must protect your safety. I can't let you get hurt." The black-clad figure shook his head and stood resolutely at the door, motionless.
"Alas! So there's nothing to negotiate?" Seeing this, Ye Feng sighed and took out the Godslaying Sword.
His willingness to spare Third Master Zhao did not mean Ye Feng feared the black-clad man before him.
