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"": "A debt repaid in kind?
Murder for treasure?
This referred to Luo Bin.
In the unseen workings of fate, everything had its causes and consequences. Retribution came not only from people, but from heaven as well.
Having their lives and their Mountain Gate taken from them was heaven's retribution.
And the other party wanted Luo Bin, too.
The Jade Hall Taoist Grounds had become too deeply involved. They were already mired in it, unable to extricate themselves.
Swaying unsteadily, Zhang Yunxi walked out of the room and headed toward the courtyard gate.
Chen Zu reacted quickly, immediately stepping forward to support Zhang Yunxi by the arm.
The other doors opened, and people emerged one after another.
They exchanged looks, then hurried after the two men.
Luo Bin remained silent for a moment before bringing up the rear.
One boat could not carry everyone across the river.
Chen Zu and Zhang Yunxi crossed first. It took several more trips to ferry the others over.
When Luo Bin returned to the entrance of the Main Hall, he saw Zhang Yunxi standing forlornly at the doorway. The sunlight was intense, yet the air around him seemed cold, and he looked utterly alone.
Chen Zu was no longer supporting Zhang Yunxi. He stood a little to the right of the hall entrance.
The Lower Nine Streams practitioners kept their distance. Almost all of them covered their mouths, fighting back nausea, their eyes filled with indescribable horror.
Ordinarily, members of the Three Teachings and Nine Streams should have been accustomed to death and corpses.
But that only applied to ordinary circumstances.
The dead inside this hall were anything but ordinary, and there were far too many of them.
Luo Bin could remain so calm only because he had seen more