How exactly did the Sui Shen Clan view the current Li Tianming?
That depended on the attitude of Saint Ancestor Ranxing.
After things had blown up like this, Sui Shen Zhao definitely hoped the Sui Shen Clan would formally take Li Tianming in.
Not merely have the siblings shouting about it outside, but have the elders step forward and grant him an official identity belonging to the Three Daoyu Families.
Thus, Sui Shen Zhao could not help testing the waters. "Father, my sister and I both think Li Tianming is quite good. He's gifted, loyal, and clever—a rare talent. Now he's offended the Yumo Clan for my sake. I think, if..."
Before Sui Shen Zhao could finish, a look from Saint Ancestor Ranxing made him shut his mouth.
"What? He had the guts to stand against the Yumo Clan, but we don't have the guts to protect him?" Sui Shen Yao immediately snapped.
"Shut up." Saint Ancestor Ranxing glared at her.
People said daughters were their fathers' little padded jackets, but his daughter was practically a garment of thorns.
Saint Ancestor Ranxing paused, then said, "His cognizance was not that Black Ring disciple's main method. What his true talent is remains to be seen. He helped Little Zhao vent his anger, and from your perspective, his value has already been exploited almost to the fullest. If his future prospects go no further than this, there is no need to keep souring relations with the Yumo Clan. When necessary, simply go with the flow and hand him over to the Yumo Clan to vent their anger."
Hearing this, the siblings could scarcely believe it.
"Father? What did you say? He stood up for me, and you want to send him to his death?" Sui Shen Zhao's eyes reddened as he gritted