One of the older men squinted and looked at Min Yi, speaking one word at a time.
The people of the Sect pride themselves as avatars of justice. If they are exalted enough, they won't dare to disregard them, and regardless of any excuses, they would have to protect them.
But Min Yi didn't believe that nonsense and gave the old man a cold glance before speaking.
"So all those from the Sect are dead, huh."
"Uh!"
Immediately, everyone turned red with embarrassment.
How could he say such a thing? Those Sect Disciples didn't just die to protect them; their main goal was to eliminate the Evil Cultivation, dying in battle as a result.
But how could they express this? Eliminating the Evil Cultivation was also for the sake of the citizens of Rock City.
"What are you saying? Not all the noble ones from the Sect in Rock City are dead. Sir, aren't you just cursing them? You really shouldn't say this."
