"Buzz!"
The moment Ying Xue said this, he had already ignited the atmosphere in the hall.
"Hall Master, so many people died during this operation. Don't you have anything to say?"
Ying Kuo immediately rose to his feet and demanded angrily of Ying Xue.
Judging by how unusually furious he looked, one would think that among those who had died were his relatives or close friends.
Only a few people secretly curled their lips, clearly looking down on Ying Kuo's performance.
They all knew that Ying Kuo had stirred up trouble not to seek justice for the dead.
He merely wanted to use this matter to challenge Ying Xue once again.
After all, when Ying Xue had brought up this matter last time, Ying Kuo had failed to gain any advantage from it.
He had even been punished by Ying Su in the end, which was the only thing that made him rein himself in.
This time, however, Ying Kuo had caught another opportunity, and he certainly would not let it slip away.
"Everyone, things have already come to this. We should think about how to deal with the aftermath."
Ying Xue looked at the elders below and slowly spoke.
Ying Xue did not want to say anything more about his own mistake.
Therefore, he decided to stop dwelling on it and settle the matter swiftly and decisively.
He did not even give Ying Kuo much of a response to his question.
"Hall Master, are you really going to brush this matter aside so hastily? Wouldn't that chill the hearts of those brothers who died?"
Ying Kuo looked at Ying Xue and asked in an agitated tone.
Although Ying Xue had chosen not to respond further to the matter, Ying Kuo had no intention of letting him off so easily.