Yu Xiu held a pitch-black folding fan, staring at Ye Xuan from afar and angrily spoke: "Ye Xuan, you, a mere mortal, spout arrogant words. But to dare kill our Martial Arts master, what are you intending?"
"What are you intending?"
Ye Xuan gazed indifferently at Yu Xiu, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and spoke calmly: "Back then, when the Ghost King Valley, Qingcheng Mountain, and the Myofa Association followed the Zhao Family in the bloody massacre of the Divine Doctor Sect, did anyone ask you, what were you intending?"
Yu Xiu's face turned ashen: "Ye Tianlong secretly manipulated the various sects, disgracing his position as Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, deserving death! The Divine Doctor Sect defied the new Alliance Hierarch, openly provoked, deserving annihilation!"
Everyone knew that Yu Xiu's excuses were weak and baseless, yet they had been using this pretext for over a decade.
What if people didn't believe?
What if people didn't accept?
