Su Xin looked at Li Changhai with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, but his voice was icy. "Sect Leader Li, the Six Fan Sect merely wanted to invite some of your disciples to Shengjing City to investigate a few matters. Yet your Qingcheng Sword Sect went and killed all sixteen of our constables without asking a single question. Heh, your sect certainly throws its weight around!"
Li Changhai's heart sank. At last, he understood what he had been worried about: Su Xin was indeed going to use this incident as an excuse!
If Great Zhou hadn't planned to move against the Qingcheng Sword Sect, then killing a dozen or so Great Zhou constables wouldn't have mattered at all.
The Qingcheng Sword Sect was, after all, one of the Five Sword Sects and a top-tier force in the martial world. Surely they could afford to offend a few low-ranking constables?
They probably wouldn't even have needed to apologize. Sending a disciple over to explain would have been enough.
But now Great Zhou had set its sights on the Qingcheng Sword Sect. That simple little incident had become an excuse they couldn't avoid!
Li Changhai's face darkened. "Those Six Fan Sect constables were the ones who provoked my Qingcheng Sword Sect first. They said our sect was working with—"
"Sect Leader Li, I don't want to hear any of that!" Su Xin cut him off before he could finish.
Looking coldly at Li Changhai, Su Xin said, "I don't care whether my constables spoke gently or were rude. They came to your Qingcheng Sword Sect because they had their suspicions. They asked you to come to Shengjing City for an investigation, but instead, you killed them outright. Their bodies are still buried around your sect's branch temple!
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