In the Purple Bamboo Forest, Jiang Zhi repeatedly mulled over those words.
It was as if they were a response to what he had been thinking.
He sensed something, yet it also seemed as though two wills were clashing.
An aura spread from him. Even the wooden hairpin of the Slender Daoist Nun trembled almost imperceptibly.
Chu Huai Xu felt the Little black sword in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly jolt, becoming excited as if it had finally met its match.
But all of this happened in the blink of an eye.
The Dao Sect Junior Uncle, clad in white robes, returned to normal.
He looked around at everyone and asked, "Who carved those ugly words on the Junzi Tablet?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Chu Huai Xu in unison.
"Was it you?" Jiang Zhi asked.
Chu Huai Xu gave a slight nod but said nothing.
At the time, he had felt something, and under the influence of the Heart Sword in his Sea of Consciousness, he had angrily carved that line from Guanzi onto the Junzi Tablet.
But he knew in his heart that there had to be hidden circumstances regarding that Bronze Sword that he did not understand.
After all, it was called the Borrowed Sword.
Therefore, he could not be a hundred percent certain of the Dao Sect higher-ups' position and attitude.
He guessed that they might even hold views completely opposite to the words he had carved.
That was why Dead Fox felt it would be best to remain silent for now.
But Chu Yinyin wanted to show off on behalf of her disciple. She wanted to represent her disciple and steal the spotlight.
Thus, she vividly recounted everything that had happened that day to the Junior Uncle.
After listening, Jiang Zhi looked deeply at Chu Huai