Nine Yin Body, Tearing Space Apart

"Speaking of your younger clansmen, they hid quite a major matter from you. The aggrieved party came knocking months ago."

Though Yi Tianzheng said this, there was not the slightest trace of blame in his tone—only helplessness. Similar incidents occurred, more or less, at every Exchange Meeting.

As the saying went, blades and swords had no eyes upon the arena; death and injury were unavoidable. Since one chose to step onto the stage, one had to be prepared to bear all the consequences. If anything violated the rules, the Law Enforcement Hall of Myriad Manifestations Palace would naturally handle it impartially.

But no matter how fair the handling was, someone always came running over to weep and complain, making a nuisance of themselves. If it had not involved Song Changsheng, he would not even have bothered with them.

Seeing that Yi Tianzheng showed no displeasure, Song Changsheng immediately understood that it was nothing serious. Still, he had to show the proper attitude. Full of apology, he said, "The younger members of my clan are ignorant and immature. I have troubled you, True Lord. What outrageous thing have they done this time?"

"It concerns the Brocade Banner. You will naturally understand once you see them.

"It is not truly anything serious. The younger members of your clan acted according to the rules, but an Exchange Meeting was still an Exchange Meeting. It would be best not to drag private grudges into it. The Brocade Banner bore the greater fault in this matter, and the palace has already issued them a stern warning.

"But you must also pay more attention to such matters in the future." Yi Tianzheng's tone turned somewhat solemn.

The moment he heard it involved the Brocade Banner, Song Changsheng roughly understood what had happened.

Yi Tianzheng's stance was