"Can any of you tell me? Three days—only three days—and thirty-two disciples of our Heavenly Sword Sect have fallen."
"In just three short days, thirty-two disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect have died. Which one of you can give me an explanation, huh?"
In a plaza, a middle-aged man glared furiously at the young men before him.
His face was filled with rage, the fire in his eyes blazing fiercely. The young men before him kept their heads lowered, their entire bodies trembling without stop.
"Are you all mute? Speak! The Sect Master and the higher-ups still don't know about this. Give me an explanation."
"Otherwise, once the higher-ups learn of it, they won't be as gentle as I am."
Seeing that they had all turned mute, the middle-aged man shouted again.
"E-Elder, based on our speculation, this should have been done by people from the other two major sects."
"After all, in the entire Beginningless Great World, the only ones who would dare target our Heavenly Sword Sect are the other two sects. Only they would have the nerve."
At last, one young man stood where he was and spoke in a low voice.
"Idiot. I've received word that disciples from the other two major sects have also been hunted down."
"What? To target our Heavenly Sword Sect, they were even willing to strike at their own people?"
The young man subconsciously raised his head and blurted out.
The moment he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong and abruptly lowered his head, saying no more.
"Trash. A bunch of trash. Go investigate! If you still can't uncover anything and let this matter continue to ferment, the higher-ups will find out."
"When that time comes, we'll all die. Even I won't be able to suppress this matter."
The middle-aged