When Words Fail, Half a Sentence Is Too Much

It could be said that Jiang Wang was immensely shocked.

Qin Jishi met his gaze, yet not a ripple stirred in his eyes.

Jiang Wang had only just entered the Heaven Splitting Realm. Across the entire Mystic Sky Continent, there were barely a few who could meet his gaze, much less a young man.

It seemed this boy was far from ordinary.

After a moment!

Jiang Wang was ultimately the one to break the silence, his voice low and sonorous.

"Young man, I may not know where you come from, but shouldn't you give me an explanation for what happened today?"

Jiang Zheng had died at Qin Jishi's hands, along with those Jiang Family disciples.

Now even Jiang Tao had suffered severe injuries at his hands. No matter how extraordinary Qin Jishi seemed, Jiang Wang could not possibly do nothing.

All these factions were watching. If the Jiang Family simply let this go, then before long... they would surely become the laughingstock of the Mystic Sky Continent.

"An explanation?" Jiang Wang's question darkened Qin Jishi's expression.

"Old Patriarch Jiang, is it? You want an explanation, but I want one too."

"Let's first discuss the Soul-Returning Grass. Your Jiang Family used Soul-Purifying Grass to pass itself off as Soul-Returning Grass. As the Old Patriarch of the Jiang Family, surely you didn't know nothing about it?"

Qin Jishi absolutely did not believe Jiang Wang was unaware of this.

Perhaps!

Jiang Wang had even been the one who ordered it.

After all, an old fox like Jiang Wang might fill his mouth with benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but what he valued most was the Lineage's interests. Would he really stand by and watch the Shen Family's Old Patriarch regain his vitality?

What would be the point?

Could it be because he was kindhearted?