PS: Sorry, the internet at home was lagging, and I simply couldn't access the backend. I only just got it fixed. I think I need to switch broadband providers.
Facing Su Xin, Tang Jue had adopted an extremely low posture from the very beginning—he was practically bowing and scraping.
Before everyone, Tang Jue said humbly, "May I ask what brings Lord Su to my Tang Sect?"
Su Xin looked at Tang Jue and said blandly, "Why have I come to the Tang Sect? Don't tell me Sect Master Tang has no idea. Back in the Northwest Circuit, you were holding your Tang Sect's God-Slaying Flying Dagger and trying to kill me. Have you already forgotten?"
Tang Jue drew a deep breath. What was bound to come would always come; he could neither hide from it nor escape it.
Thus, Tang Jue took another deep breath and said in a grave voice, "What happened last time was due to my, Tang Jue's, blindness. I offended Lord Su, and I ask Lord Su for forgiveness."
Su Xin's face remained expressionless. "You think one word of offense and one word of forgiveness settles this? If that were truly the case, what would the people of the Jianghu think of me, Su Xin? That someone could come knocking at my door, attack me, and I would do nothing in the end? No one gets to strike at me without paying a price."
A bitter smile appeared on Tang Jue's face. "I understand that. I know the rules of the Jianghu as well. Since the deed has been done, the proper price must be paid."
As Tang Jue's words fell, more than a dozen martial artists immediately stepped out from the side.
One of them was an old acquaintance of Su Xin's, Bashu Sword Pavilion's