Chapter 1862: Extremely Urgent

Li was staring blankly, so Zhou Zhiyao quickly explained, “Your Highness, this is a list of damaged items from the Princess’s room. The Northern Border Princess wants us to compensate for the losses....Watching the Bai Guang Palace disciples step closer to Han Yun, Bai Longqian smirked with a cryptic smile and spoke in a tone devoid of warmth:

"I, for one, would like to see what the legendary King of the North Border, known for his loyalty and righteousness, does when he sees his good brother's severed arm. Hahaha!"

Bai Longqian thought and thought, then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Under the tree, Han Yun heard his demonic laughter and frowned slightly. Looking at the few people approaching him, a bad feeling arose in his heart.

As expected, when the few people got closer to him, the excitement on their faces was completely unconcealed.

One of them knelt down and patted his face hard, "Master Han, I'm a very conscientious person too, so I'm going to let you choose. Which arm are you going to keep"

Han Yun: "..."

The moment he heard this, he instantly understood these people's intentions.

He curled his lip in a sneer, "If you're going to do it, just do it. Don't be so pathetic and cowardly. Anyone watching would think you were too scared to."

"!"

By now, even the people from Bai Guang Palace hadn't expected Han Yun to still dare to provoke them.

Those few people instantly darkened their faces. The several of them no longer spoke nonsense.

Han Yun was bound at this moment, unable to move. He had no ability to fight back and could only watch helplessly as his left arm was chopped off.

Once these people wrapped his left arm, Han Yun understood their purpose.

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, he spoke, "As expected, a bunch of lowlifes. Even their methods are so shameless."

That subordinate of Bai Guang Palace burst into laughter, "So what As long as we can get the North Frontier King and the others to take the bait, who cares what means are used, as long as they work!"

"Having said that, he raised the thing in his hand. "Master Han, don't worry, once your friends see this, they'll come to join you soon. Our Palace Master wouldn't let you walk alone."

After he said that, he turned his head and instructed the people behind him, "Find someone to help him stop the bleeding; don't let him die like this."

That just caused Han Yun to lose his life, then things that follow will be troublesome.

Especially since Bei Jiang Wang and others haven't taken the bait yet, Han Yun certainly can't die.

They still need to use Han Yun to lure the people of King Beijang here, and then... take them all out in one fell swoop.

Of course it's easy to kill a person, they certainly wouldn't let the King of Beijang and his men die so easily.

The death of the master, the death of Bai Han, was enough to drive the entire Bai Guang Palace mad.

So how could Han Yun and those other murderers die so easily.

This time, they, Bai Guang Palace, are determined to let King Bei Jiang and people like Han Yun suffer endlessly...a life worse than death.

Only by making them pay a heavy price will it be enough to vent the anger of Bai Guang Palace's people.

……

After a few hours, Mo Yunjing and the others saw the bloody arm on the road.

Seeing the thing hanging from the branch, Feng Ming realized something. Before anyone else could touch the arm, he rushed up to it suddenly.

He felt his heart sink half-way when he saw the mark on the arm with his own eyes.

During the time he'd been interacting with Han Yun, he knew that there was a mark on her arm similar to a plum blossom.

So, this severed arm is... Han Yun's!

The people at Bai Guang Palace actually chopped off Han Yun's arm!

At that instant, Fengming’s whole body tensed up. His hand, clutching the severed limb, trembled slightly.

Others, seeing his serious expression, suddenly realized something too.

The brothers of Qingyun Pavilion all changed color and rushed forward, surrounding Fengming.

Two brothers' breathing grew increasingly rapid, their eyes fixed intently on the severed limb in Feng Ming's hand. It was as if they couldn't bring themselves to believe what they suspected at this moment.

And Mo Yunjing's face turned pale. He didn't step forward, but the hand at his side had clenched into a fist, and his temples bulged with veins.

An Xuetang wasn't stupid. Seeing everyone's expressions, she immediately guessed what was going on.

At that moment, her heart skipped a beat.

Reacting instantly, he suddenly kicked his foot towards Feng Ming.

Ignoring the bloody stump, he immediately went to check it.

"Ah Tang, no."

Feng Ming knew what she was about to do and intended to stop her.

Ke An Xue Tang's movements were fast enough. Before he could finish his words, Ke An Xue Tang had already taken the initiative to dismantle those cloths and saw the situation of the severed arm.

Seeing the severed arm hacked into several pieces, An Xue Tang's whole body was filled with rage.

His trembling hand retracted, his anger spent in a burst of exertion. He kicked the tree beside him with all his might, "Damn it! It's dead to me!"

People at Bai Guang Palace should know she is a skilled doctor, and there is a high possibility that she could have a chance to reattach Han Yun's severed arm.

So, after chopping off Han Yun's arm, he deliberately destroyed it.

Now, the arm that hangs down has been so damaged by them that there is no possibility of it being reattached.

Moreover, the severed arm was not cryogenically preserved. The nerves had already died. Even if the people at Hakugyokukan did not intentionally damage it.

This arm is not going to be able to be reattached.

At this moment, seeing Han Yun's arm become like this, An Xuetang really couldn't hold back and kicked the big tree hard again.

Mo Yunjing came back to his senses and rushed over, hugging her tightly in his arms.

He held An Xuetang's nape, burying her head in his chest.

Cold eyes looked at the arm in Fengming's hand.

Looking at this bloody severed arm, Mo Yunjing's expression grew even worse, his eyes burning with anger, a blue vein throbbing gently at the temples.

Han Yun had his arm severed, and everyone present was unable to remain calm.

Some of the brothers at Qingyun Pavilion have already shed silent tears.

They say men don't cry easily, but seeing this severed arm like this, they can't control themselves at all.

The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy. An Xuetang wept silently in Mo Yunjing's arms, taking a while to compose herself.

At this moment, she pushed Mo Yunjing away and looked at Feng Ming, "Buried it."

This arm has already become like this, and keeping it would only make things worse. It's better to let go of the past and focus on the future. Seeing it like this just makes everyone feel more uncomfortable.

No one objected to her words.

Feng Ming personally went to bury it.

After dealing witht the door simultaneously and roared in unison, “Get the hell out of here!”Han Yun: "..."His footsteps came to an abrupt halt at the threshold. As the master of Qingyun Pavilion, over all these years,...