In the more than half a year since arriving at the Xuanzhen Sect, Yang Jing had focused solely on his training and had never intentionally harmed anyone.
But if Yuwen Mingjue refused to back down and continued his schemes from the shadows, he wouldn't mind finding a discreet way to silence him for good.
'Some rules are meant for those who abide by them. Against treacherous schemers, there's no need for courtesy.'
Although the Xuanzhen Sect strictly forbade disciples from killing one another, rules were rigid, while people were flexible. If one was determined enough, they could always find a loophole.
Yuwen Mingjue couldn't stay on Fushan Island forever. Once he left the island, away from the watchful eyes of the Xuanzhen Sect, it would be child's play for someone of Yang Jing's strength to kill him without a trace.
