The red mark on Zhao Xuan's wrist spoke more clearly than any words.
Someone from Yuxu Palace had injured the Interception Sect's Senior Disciple Brother.
Zhao Xuan raised his head and looked deep into the Mountain Gate.
"Zhao Xuan of the Interception Sect."
"I have brought White Crane Boy of Yuxu Palace here to demand an accounting."
Angry cries immediately erupted from the Jade Emptiness disciples before the Mountain Gate.
"An accounting?"
"Your Interception Sect drags a prisoner here to block our gates, and you dare demand an accounting from Jade Emptiness?"
"Even if Senior Brother White Crane made a mistake, it is not the Interception Sect's place to drag him to the Mountain Gate!"
Zhao Xuan ignored them.
He merely raised his right wrist.
"White Crane sealed my brush, injured my hand, then struck to kill."
"For this matter."
"Will Jade Emptiness give an answer or not?"
Silence fell briefly within the Mountain Gate of Kunlun Mountain.
The Antarctic Immortal finally emerged.
He glanced at White Crane Boy kneeling before the Mountain Gate, a flicker of coldness passing through his eyes.
White Crane Boy said quietly:
"Senior Brother..."
The Antarctic Immortal did not let him continue.
He looked at Zhao Xuan, his voice steady, yet edged with menace.
"If White Crane has done wrong, Jade Emptiness will deal with him."
"What justification does the Interception Sect have for dragging my Yuxu disciple to Kunlun Mountain's gates?"
Zhao Xuan said:
"Did he offer any justification when he sealed my brush before Golden Turtle Island?"
The Antarctic Immortal's gaze darkened slightly.
"You did not die."
The air on Golden Turtle Island's side abruptly turned cold.
Jin Ling pressed her sword edge down another half inch.
Blood from White Crane Boy's shoulder trickled down his robes.
Zhao Xuan watched the Antarctic Immortal.