Let me write it?
Gu An did not dare respond. He did not even know why Ji Hantian was angry.
If Ji Hantian wanted Gu An to smear himself, he would not write it!
"Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Gu Zong said displeasedly. He sat down as well and motioned for Gu An to sit beside him. Gu An nodded and walked over to sit on the stool at his side.
Ji Hantian tried hard to calm his emotions. "Using more than a hundred thousand disciples to refine a Formation—is that truly the Righteous Path? If that mysterious sword cultivator had not acted, I would still be in the dark!"
He was genuinely distressed.
At the time, he had been in seclusion when he sensed a powerful Sword Intent. Startled, he immediately emerged from seclusion and traveled tens of thousands of miles to get there. In the end, he failed to save Chu Xian, but he heard those Outer Sect disciples cursing. That enraged him, yet also made him curious about the sword cultivator's identity, so he pursued him.
In the end, he was defeated by the other party with ease...
Ever since reaching the Body Integration Realm, Ji Hantian had felt that he could stride sideways through the Great Cang Dynasty. Very few people could contend with him, and those were almost all old monsters in long-term seclusion. It had been far too long since he last tasted defeat.
Most crucially, the other party had not only defeated him, but helped him as well!
"If that person had not acted, then once I emerged from seclusion, would the hatred over that Outer Sect being wiped out have been pinned onto a Demonic Path sect?" Ji Hantian stared at Gu Zong and asked.
Gu Zong gave a bitter smile