"Those who followed the traitors, aside from the ringleaders, will not be held accountable!"
Ye Zhen's voice, carrying a faint killing intent, spread throughout Qinglan Martial Capital. At once, the martial artists who had been trembling in fear after Ming Tang's defeat and flight breathed a sigh of relief.
Yet a few martial artists turned even paler.
For instance, Deputy Cult Master Tian Guizhang, who had joined Yao Sen in clearing the way for Ming Tang and inciting the coup, fled toward the outskirts of Qinglan Martial Capital as if he could fly the moment Ye Zhen's voice rang out.
Tian Guizhang knew very well that among those who had followed the traitors, he was absolutely one of the chief culprits.
But just as Tian Guizhang turned and fled, an enormous tiger's head appeared before him, frightening him so badly that he nearly fell from the sky.
Seeing the Cloud Winged Tiger King blocking his path, Tian Guizhang's face immediately filled with despair.
With a swish, Ye Zhen appeared before Tian Guizhang, the Sky Eagle Wind Breaking Wings on his back slowly beating. "Vice Cult Master Tian, why go this far...?"
Tian Guizhang understood Ye Zhen's meaning perfectly. Ye Zhen was asking why he had betrayed the Cult Master and led men in forcing a palace coup.
After a long silence, Tian Guizhang finally sighed. "Are kings, marquises, generals, and ministers born to their stations?"
"This old man merely wished to seize every chance at transformation in life!"
"Unfortunately, the winner becomes king and the loser a bandit! No, even if you had succeeded, you would have been a slave in victory and a bandit in defeat!" Ye Zhen said.
Tian Guizhang's lips twitched twice. He said nothing more, his expression utterly desolate.
Ye Zhen did not kill Tian Guizhang.