Listening to the Bull Race Ancestor, the Tower Master nodded and said, "Then what do you intend to do, Fellow Daoist?"
Hearing this, the Bull Race Ancestor glanced at Guan Ping below before speaking calmly.
"The Golden Bull Horn is the supreme treasure of my race. No matter the price, we must recover it."
"But this woman is stubborn by nature. I fear she will not speak easily."
"So in certain matters, I ask that the Tower Master not intervene to stop us."
After hearing the Bull Race Ancestor's request, the Tower Master nodded. "This request is reasonable enough."
"Then what does Clan Leader Wang think?"
Hearing this, the Wang Family Head glanced at Guan Ping and said blandly, "Although this woman carries the bloodline of my Wang Family."
"She was cast adrift from a young age and thus received little discipline."
"For something like this to happen has left me with no face as well."
"But every man must bear the consequences of his own deeds. Since she has already confessed, however the Beast Race chooses to handle her, my Wang Family will never shield her."
At those words, the many High-level cultivators listening in all revealed faint contempt in their eyes, while the Bull Race Ancestor became displeased.
Now that the Golden Bull Horn had been stolen, the urgent matter was not to pursue responsibility, but to recover the item.
Though Guan Ping was the Tower Master's disciple, she was ultimately only a Registered Disciple.
It was already exceedingly rare for Pill Domain to make such a concession. Now that the Wang Family also wanted to shift the blame, everything could only be pinned on Guan Ping.
But the problem was that Guan Ping was merely a low-level cultivator.
Even if they tore her to pieces, they likely