Pfft…
With Mei Xiaofang's words, Ye Wushen finally couldn't hold it in; a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out on the spot.
Yeah, if back then they'd taken Sikong Jing away, properly nurtured his whole family and treated them as true family, then their Willow Leaf Saint Manor would've already soared to the heavens by now.
They would be in possession of the most terrifying genius on the Central Plains, in possession of a future mighty Sacred Body.
Sikong Jing might even have become the second Holy Martial Stage powerhouse of Willow Leaf Saint Manor in the last three thousand years after Liu Duoye.
Then Mei Xiaofang continued, "If decades ago you'd accepted what Yue Xi's grandfather said, you'd have had a Holy Martial Stage powerhouse long ago. Once he reached the Holy Martial Stage, who would still dare call him a Demon?"
"Even a woman like me who doesn't know Martial Arts understands that much, yet you people kept pushing them away."
