"Kill."
Lin Yuan answered quickly.
Without hesitation.
Without making excuses, either.
Tongtian looked at him and asked, "Even if he is a Saint's disciple?"
"He came at me with a killing move."
Lin Yuan's tone was calm. "A different identity wouldn't change that."
A smile gradually formed at the corners of Tongtian's mouth.
"You aren't afraid I'll think you're too bloodthirsty."
Lin Yuan thought for a moment, then said, "I haven't gone looking for people to kill very often."
"True."
Tongtian nodded.
Throughout his journey, the people Lin Yuan had actually killed with his own hands were far fewer than those he had saved.
Often, after winning a contest of arts,
he would not pursue his opponent.
Once he had forced them back and achieved his goal, he stopped immediately.
The battle with Xue Ehu made that very clear.
Lin Yuan had already won.
He had even withdrawn his sword of his own accord.
His opponent had turned the contest into a fight to the death himself.
The second Sword Talisman had continued trying to take his life.
To demand that Lin Yuan still hold back under those circumstances-
even Tongtian could not bring himself to say it.
"I summoned you only to confirm one thing."
Tongtian looked at Lin Yuan. "You are now the Interception Sect's Daoist Heir. Your actions will influence the other disciples."
"If today you believe that because Xue Ehu came from the Elucidation Sect and had a Saint behind him, you must endure even a killing move,"
"then when the other disciples encounter the same situation,"
"they will endure it too."
Lin Yuan understood.
His master's concern had never been merely about Xue Ehu.
It was about the rules.
The Interception Sect's new rules were gradually taking shape.
Travel alone less often.
Leave yourself a