Li Hongjiu paused at this well-meant attempt to stir up trouble that stopped halfway. If his fellow disciples had not died, the two brothers' antics would almost have made him laugh.
He was quick to react and realized what lay behind their goodwill.
The problem was that he was not afraid at all. Yes, he had destroyed the treasures of so many sects that, if they joined forces to demand compensation, the Treasure-Evolving Sect truly could not afford to pay.
But the crucial point was this: if he captured Shi Chun and obtained the secret art for finding divine fire, would any of those problems still be problems? Compared with certain benefits, those major sects could overlook a few destroyed treasures.
Once those major sects had no objections and sided with the Treasure-Evolving Sect, they would dictate what was right and wrong. However many other ants there were, they could not stir up much of a wave.
Besides, he had only been able to borrow that earth-shaking power of thunder earlier because the local environment and conditions allowed it. He could not conjure such a tremendous display out of thin air.
That being so, he could not be bothered to expose their intentions.
He said coldly, "If you won't tell me who delivered Wu Shanshan to you, I'll have to put the blood debt of my Treasure-Evolving Sect's disciples on your head."
Shi Chun said, "As if you'd leave us alone if I told you. I just want to ask you so-called righteous sects: we have no feud with you, yet you've pursued us relentlessly, trying to kill us. You completely disregard the Divine Fire Pact's supposed rules, too. You fabricate right and wrong, black and white. Where is heaven's justice? Where is fairness?"
Whenever he had right on his