The people below had originally wanted to argue.
But when they opened their mouths, it seemed the facts were undeniable, leaving them with nothing to say.
"This is Fan City. If you kill us, you won't come to a good end either."
Someone began to back down, trying to make peace.
"Why don't we turn swords into plowshares and let this matter end here?"
"What do you think?" Xu Zimo asked with a faint smile.
"I've always been fair. Whoever wants to kill me, I repay tooth for tooth."
Just then, a rebuke sounded from outside.
"How long have I been away from home? And everything has already fallen into chaos!"
"Patriarch!"
"The Patriarch has returned."
"Where is Mingyue?"
A burst of commotion came from outside.
Before long, a middle-aged man in a blue robe walked in, radiating dense Sacred Might.
The middle-aged man was stern and unsmiling.
His gaze was deep, and though he was not angry, he carried an air of authority.
He was like someone who had long occupied a high position, exuding an especially oppressive presence.
The middle-aged man entered and glanced at the state of the ancestral hall, frowning slightly.
Then he looked at Xu Zimo, seated at the head.
His pupils abruptly contracted.
"Senior has honored our Luo Mansion with your presence. We have failed to receive you properly; please forgive us."
The middle-aged man bowed to Xu Zimo.
This display left everyone present stunned.
One had to know that this middle-aged man was Luo Fanwang, the Luo Family Patriarch.
Not only had he already entered Entering Sagehood himself, but he was also an excellent administrator. Under his leadership these past years, Luo Mansion had flourished day by day.
Among the first-rate powers, it was faintly showing signs of rising to the forefront.
Seeing