Feng Wenshu had come to the Heavenly Sect to profess his loyalty for the sake of the Feng Clan's interests. That was only human nature, nothing to fault. But saying it outright to their faces, without the slightest attempt to conceal it—that was where he had gone wrong.
The Sword Master Mingxia slowly rose to her feet, told the Nirvana Sword Master to continue waiting here, and led Xiang Yuan to see Sect Master Ji Wuzhou.
Along the way, she slowly transmitted warnings to him, repeatedly stressing loyalty. Even if he had to put on an act, he needed to act utterly loyal.
Those were not the Sword Master Mingxia's exact words, but that was roughly what she meant. Xiang Yuan listened without much concern. Ji Boli had said it already: the three Heavenly Sect families were used to hereditary family succession. Suddenly making them eat from the same communal pot, they might profess support on the surface, claiming they would shed blood and lay down their lives for the Heavenly Sect—but when the real moment came, every last one of them would cower.
After all, they truly did have vast family estates!
Ji Boli had also said that the Sword Master Mingxia had only submitted wholeheartedly after Ji Wuzhou beat her to her knees.
In other words, like everyone else, the Sword Master Mingxia had come to fawn over Ji Wuzhou against her conscience, all for her clan's interests. She had spent so long as the leading big sister, only to suddenly become someone else's little sister. With such a tremendous fall from grace, she was probably boiling with resentment too.
Being the sect master's wife would be more like it!
The Sword Master Mingxia tirelessly explained loyalty to him, and Xiang Yuan nodded as he listened. Near the