After Huo Yuhao's firm, furious rebuke, Ju Zi was left utterly speechless. Distraught, she collapsed onto the ground.
It was not only Ju Zi who was stunned. Even Kong Deming outside the tent was taken aback.
So was the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Troupe nearby.
Huo Yuhao's voice was extremely loud. Even the distant Sun Moon Empire army could hear him clearly.
After he finished speaking, countless people immediately began looking toward the tent strangely, unable to stop themselves from whispering among themselves.
Huo Yuhao had always been rather meticulous. He and Ju Zi were alone together, and their identities were sensitive.
Therefore, Huo Yuhao had kept the tent flap open the entire time. No matter who came by, they could directly see from outside what Huo Yuhao and Ju Zi were doing.
Yet because of that, nearly everyone had heard their argument.
After all, everyone present was a Soul Master with keen senses. At the very least, they possessed forty or fifty levels of Soul Power, each one sharp-eyed and sharp-eared.
To be fair, there was nothing inherently wrong with Ju Zi seeking revenge.
But the reason for that revenge was somewhat untenable.
Your father was forcibly conscripted into the Sun Moon Empire army and sent to the battlefield. The Star Luo Empire killed him while defending itself and retaliating. What was wrong with that?
You invaded someone else's land. Were people not allowed to die?
Did the other side have to meekly offer up their necks for slaughter?
Were they forbidden from fighting back?
What kind of logic was that?!
When Tang San declared war on Spirit Hall back then, although he did not hold the moral high ground, he could at least claim the righteous cause of avenging his parents.
Whatever else might be said, he