"Old Sect Master Xie, now that we have caught you with the stolen goods, what do you have to say?"
At that moment, Fan Yue steadied his surging aura in midair and stared coldly at Xie Guhong opposite him.
The sword-wielding old man swept his gaze over everyone in the air and sighed softly.
"Alas, men die for wealth as birds die for food. After a lifetime of wisdom, even I have fallen to the word 'greed.'"
Fan Yue frowned. "Fellow Daoist Xie, although you have committed a grave mistake, you can still rein in your horse at the precipice.
As long as you return the Cloudzhi Immortal Tree and all its fruit, I can plead with Star Luo Hall to deal leniently with you and the Famed Sword Sect."
A trace of unwillingness flashed through Xie Guhong's eyes at those words, and he argued.
"City Lord Fan, I did not obtain this Cloudzhi Immortal Tree by raiding the City Lord's Manor. I seized it from someone else.
By the time it reached my hands, only this one fruit remained!"
Fan Yue snorted. "Fellow Daoist Xie, even now, you still want to hide the immortal fruit. You truly refuse to see reason.
In that case, hand over the immortal tree first. Everyone in the Famed Sword Sect will return to Star Luo Hall with us for investigation!"
Xie Guhong's expression changed at those words.
"If I go to Star Luo Hall with you, won't you be able to pin whatever charges you like on me?"
"Then what do you want?"
Xie Guhong's wavering gaze gradually grew firm, and a trace of resolve flashed through his eyes.
By then, the Famed Sword Sect's master, Xie Jingchen, and its Supreme Elder had come to his side.
Xie Guhong swept a cold gaze