Sword Sect's Son! Godfather, You Must Be Careful!

Everyone turned their attention to the extraordinary man.

He looked middle-aged, tall and powerfully built, with an arrogant, cold face. His brows were as sharp as long swords, and his expression carried a murderous air.

Anyone who met his gaze felt a suffocating tremor, as though they had been stabbed by a razor-sharp sword.

Thus, no one present—not even someone as powerful as Martial Venerable Bi Xuan—was willing to meet his eyes.

Seeing everyone's attention settle on him, the man gave a cold, arrogant smile as if deeply pleased. He first glanced indifferently at Three Lights Evil Crone, then looked at the staff officer and said, "What this minor official said is not wrong. The Song, Jin, and Liao States are now at war. This is a matter of national importance. Compared to that, what do personal honor and disgrace amount to?

"Besides, the Black Wind Stronghold Master was no righteous man to begin with. What jianghu morality is there to speak of with a bandit chief like him?

"Even if our methods are somewhat despicable and we seize his friends to threaten him, it is nothing much. National affairs must come first, and the greater good above all else. For that, even unscrupulous means can be forgiven."

The moment he spoke, everyone present nodded along.

Those Heavenly Human experts who had previously remained silent out of fear of Three Lights Evil Crone's might also began voicing their agreement.

Three Lights Evil Crone gave a heavy cold snort and slammed the Purple Gold Vine Staff in her withered hand against the ground. "This old woman may not have a good reputation in the jianghu, but I would never bully the weak or oppress women and children. Since this Sword Sect Lord has a different opinion, then those who agree with