At this moment, Elder Changsheng beside him pressed his palms together and said in a low voice, "Great Gang Leader Ou, now that things have come to this, more words are useless. Earlier, Abbess Jingyi had already spoken countless good words for the Misty Sect. Great Forest Temple and the Righteous Path Alliance have also yielded quite a bit. But the Misty Sect has reached such a state—do you think it still has any meaning in continuing to exist? In truth, Abbess Jingyi and I do not wish for the Misty Sect to shed too much blood, nor do we wish to harm too many lives. What happened to your junior brother was merely an accident, deliberately arranged by certain people. I can guarantee that none of it was the intention of Great Forest Temple or the Incense-Passing Cult."
Ou Peng smiled. "Thank you for your mercy, Elder."
Elder Changsheng continued, "However, for you, Great Gang Leader Ou, there is only one road left."
"Please, speak."
"That is to cripple your own martial arts, bring the remaining Misty Sect disciples, and join the Incense-Passing Cult, becoming its idle son-in-law."
The moment those words were spoken, the entire place was stunned. Only Ou Peng did not so much as twitch an eyelid. Smiling, he said, "It seems Elder Changsheng holds me in very high regard. But I wonder, do I have any other road to take?"
"No. From the moment Elder Hu of your Misty Sect led disciples to flee from the rear mountain, you no longer had any other choice."
Ou Peng understood at once. Indeed, Great Forest Temple and the Incense-Passing Cult had guarded the rear mountain. How could they possibly have allowed his senior brother and those low-ranking disciples to escape? So this had merely been a compromise