And they still needed outsiders to come and mediate.
He couldn't help feeling that it was rather pitiful.
But there was nothing to be done. Things had already developed to this point.
"I'll drink with you. If either of you still has any concerns, feel free to voice them. We can all bear witness and weigh things together. There's always a chance for a turning point, and there'll always be a solution."
Qin Ding and the young woman also lifted their cups, but neither drank right away.
It was a perfect way to step down. With an established power like the Black Stone Divine Cult bringing them together, and elders and Deacons from numerous Immortal Sects bearing witness, it seemed only right that things should be settled here and now.
But they still couldn't quite swallow their resentment.
Qin Ding had lost his son, so there was no way he could simply let it go. Nor did he want to. But his Lineage had already suffered some irreparable losses, and if this continued, those losses would only grow.
Besides, there were those watching the tigers fight from the mountainside. The current situation was surely exactly what they hoped to see.
Seeing this, the Black Stone Cult Master spoke again. "Do either of you still have any concerns? You may voice them all at once."
"The Glazed Palace has no objections." The young woman raised the wine cup in his hand.
The beautiful woman behind him gritted her teeth, but in the end, she said nothing more.
What was there left to say?
What could she possibly say?
Fourth Brother was already dead, and the other side had lost a son. Things had already escalated to this point. If they didn't stop now, both great powers would suffer.
At their level