The Zhao Family head spoke each word with deliberate emphasis.
A moment later, the middle-aged man under his gaze smiled.
"Patriarch Zhao, if the Supreme Sword Sect wished to frame your Zhao Family, would we need to resort to such despicable tactics?"
"Rest assured, the Supreme Sword Sect disdains using such petty tricks..."
"Even your first instinct was that the destruction of the marriage alliance between the Zhao Family and the Wang Family would ultimately benefit the Supreme Sword Sect."
"So do you truly think the Supreme Sword Sect would still do something like this?"
"Rather than doing that... it would be simpler and faster to just kill your gifted son."
The middle-aged man sneered. His reasoning was sound and well-supported, leaving no room for criticism.
The quasi-Saints around them considered it carefully. Indeed.
Although the Supreme Sword Sect had been suppressed by the Wang Family and the Zhao Family, that did not mean the Supreme Sword Sect was made of clay.
The Supreme Sword Sect simply disdained using such petty tricks—especially ones riddled with flaws.
If they truly wanted to act, they could simply send a quasi-Saint to secretly dispose of Zhao Jinchao. It would be less trouble, and the results would be immediate.
"I was rash. My apologies."
At this point, the Zhao Family head had clearly come to his senses, and he offered a sincere apology.
"There is no need for that. This matter has a great impact, and it is disgusting. Your reaction was only natural."
The middle-aged man put away his sneer and casually waved it off, utterly unconcerned.
Besides the Zhao Family head, even the Wang Family began secretly investigating who had done this.
To openly slander them before such a vast crowd—such a revolting act absolutely could not be tolerated. Not even a