No wonder the matter was so tangled and complicated. Behind it, it likely involved the Yuan Family, a lineage of high status and great power within the Martial Sect. Otherwise, it would not have been so difficult to handle, for the twists and turns of right and wrong were already abundantly clear.
Yet once great figures became involved, even the simplest matters in this world became complicated. Even the Martial Sect, which prided itself as the pillar holding up the human race, was no exception.
"Hehe, you make it sound so easy. He was the only son of my dead husband. So what if he killed a few people?" Immortal Yuan Miao's face was twisted in agony, pale as a Wrathful Ghost.
The entire square erupted in an uproar. How could those words not cause an uproar? At their level of cultivation, many truly did not take ordinary people seriously, but such things could never be spoken aloud.
No matter how insignificant they were, like ants beneath one's feet, for tens of millions to perish in a single breath was still a monstrous sin.
"Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting?" Qin Lie thundered furiously.
"Aren't you just afraid that I'll tarnish the Martial Sect's name? Today, I am determined to kill him. From this day onward, I withdraw from the Martial Sect. Whatever I do will have nothing to do with the Martial Sect anymore!" Immortal Yuan Miao sneered coldly, her smile incomparably grim.
For the sake of avenging her son, she had already gone mad, like a demon fallen into hell.
"Qin Lie, there's no need to say anything more. This madwoman has already lost her mind. No matter what you say to her, it'll be useless!" Ye Xiwen rose to his feet. This matter had dragged on