Those words seemed to drain every last bit of strength from him.
Even the Jin Clan, which had been the most hostile toward the Sect, had relented. That should have been cause for celebration.
But everyone's attention had caught on the latter part of what he said.
Grudges from the past?
Was there bad blood between the Jin Clan and the Sect?
The younger members of the Pu Clan and Jin Clan knew nothing of it. They all looked bewildered.
They had not even digested the news about the poison, and now this weighty revelation had left them struggling to catch up.
The Jin Clan Leader's words also drew Li Zi and the system's attention to the Jin Clan.
Though not entirely.
Li Zi asked, [What grudges does the Jin Clan have with the Sect?]
[When the Jin Clan Leader was young, he met several Sect disciples in No-Man's Land. They agreed to explore a Secret Realm together. He was warm and hospitable back then, so he led them to a larger Secret Realm. But once they arrived, those disciples suddenly showed their true colors. They tried to kill him and steal his treasures. He barely escaped with his life.]
It was as though the words had stirred pain buried deep in the Jin Clan Leader's heart.
He lowered his head, crestfallen. His expression dimmed, and he seemed to age decades in an instant.
Jin Jianling gently patted her father's shoulder, offering him silent support.
One of the Pu Clan juniors muttered under his breath.
"Just because of that? Whether someone's a good person has nothing to do with whether they belong to a Sect. Isn't his conclusion a little too hasty?"
[And the same thing happened four times.]
A sharp breath was drawn.
Four times?
Once or twice could