"This wasn't merely the shattering of an idol, nor merely the collapse of faith. A piece of the heart had been broken!" Li Mu Yang shouted hoarsely, his voice ringing with fury. "The renowned Xifeng Sword God actually stooped to the level of those lowly, dishonorable assassins, leading the elite swordsmen of Still Water Sword Hall in an ambush on a junior in the street! I can't understand it—why?"
Li Mu Yang fixed Mu Dingyi with a sharp, icy gaze and asked coldly, "Everyone calls you Old Immortal. An immortal should naturally know everything and be capable of everything. So I'd like to ask you, Old Immortal Mu—why? Your son, the master of Still Water Sword Hall and the revered Xifeng Sword God—why did he want to kill me?"
Mu Dingyi's face was as dark as still water. He said nothing. Of course, there was no way he could answer such a question.
"I know he's unconscious right now. But sooner or later, he'll wake up. When he does, please ask him for me."
Li Mu Yang's gaze swept across the entire field. "And please, all of you, ask him for me too. Ask him why he wanted to kill me, and give me an answer. Otherwise, I'll never understand why he suddenly wanted to kill me."
"The reason I said I don't blame that Old Monster Mu is because he's Mu Yubai's father. His son wanted to kill me, only to end up accidentally beaten unconscious by me. If my son did something like that, I'd be furious too. As his father, I'd feel utterly humiliated and ashamed. He'd done something so disgraceful, and now everyone in Tiandu City knew about it. Most importantly, because Mu Yubai had been defeated by an unknown nobody like me, even the reputation