At Wenlong's words, Wen Tiancheng flew into a rage. He slammed his broad hand onto the table. "You unfilial son! What did you say? Say that again!"
Seeing father and son arguing, everyone stepped forward to try to calm them down.
"Our enemies are right before our eyes, and you want me to let them go? In your dreams! You unfilial son, are you trying to be a sage?" Wen Tiancheng was furious, and the more he thought about it, the harder he found it to quell his anger.
Wenlong refused to back down. "Slaughter people who have no power to resist, and the destruction of the Wen will be right before our eyes. Everyone under heaven will come to denounce us as evildoers."
Wen Tiancheng's fury rose even higher; Wenlong's words had angered him beyond endurance. Wenlong no longer cared about anything else. He turned and left the Council Hall, then entered the Secret Passage to cultivate.
The clanspeople left behind exchanged bewildered looks. None of them had ever seen the usually gentle, smiling Wenlong lose his temper like that.
Silence hung over the hall for a long, long time. In the end, Shitou spoke up and broke the stillness.
He repeated everything Wenlong had said during their operation in Brightlight City. To protect the Huaxia Sect's reputation as an upright sect, the Action Squad had to kill anyone who had seen its members' true faces, including members of the He Family.
He also said that, with the Huaxia Sect's reputation as an Orthodox Sect, the Wen clanspeople could ensure their lineage's lasting prosperity.
Everyone was deeply shaken by what they heard. They had never imagined how far ahead Wenlong had looked. The clanspeople lowered their heads in shame, and Wen Tiancheng, too, felt unbearably ashamed.
His son had