"What? Someone was so bold as to attack a disciple of my Soaring Heavens Palace at a time like this? Who was it?" Chen Heyu, hot-tempered as ever, immediately widened his eyes.
"With so many old monsters here, don't hold back. Tell us who it was, and we'll see justice done!" A murderous glint flashed in Xiaotiannan's eyes.
"The person's identity is unknown, and we're in the middle of a war with the Battle Moon Alliance. Arbitrarily condemning someone now would be hard to justify and could hurt morale. Besides, it's a minor matter, not worth troubling the ancestors over. Once I find out who it was, I'll deal with it myself."
Lu Xiaotian cupped his hands. He would have liked to drag the culprit out immediately, but he had no evidence. At the time, he'd been focused on escaping—he hadn't had time to use an image-recording stone.
There had to be a reason to kill someone. If he named Zhou Tong now, what would he say? That Zhou Tong had taken offense because Lu Xiaotian had slept with Dongfang Yi in the past? He couldn't bring himself to say something like that. As for Luo Qian, he was on close terms with Lu Xiaotian, so he already knew. There was no need to tell these Nascent Soul old monsters just yet. After all, Zhou Tong belonged to the Mystic Ice Sect, and it wasn't a sect they could push around at will.
"It's rare to see someone so mindful of the bigger picture. Very well; I imagine you already have your own suspicions." Wen Changyun and the others nodded. Looking into it now would waste a great deal of effort and stir up trouble for no reason.
"Compared with the path to the Nascent Soul, everything else is insignificant.