Wen Xingtian drew a deep breath, shook his head, and said nothing.
A sinister voice said, "Hidden Dragon High Martial, Principal Ye, Minister Wen-what an imposing presence, what murderous intent. Your party from Hidden Dragon High Martial has been openly murdering and looting. You must have stolen several hundred Space Rings by now, haven't you? Yet now you accuse others of shamelessness... Heh heh, I'd like to ask: just who is more shameless?"
The voice drifted elusively, now to the left, now to the right, making it impossible to pinpoint his precise location.
At least, not a single person present could tell from his voice where he actually was.
Wen Xingtian laughed heartily. "Who is shameless? The public can judge that for themselves! You killers came to hunt down a student of Hidden Dragon High Martial for a bounty. We consider killing you perfectly justified, and our consciences are entirely clear!"
"Over the years, Hidden Dragon High Martial has supplied the military with talent and fought for the safety of the entire continent. Look at yourselves instead. You stay behind the lines, and despite your considerable cultivation, you remain among those being protected. Do you dare deny it?!"
"You enjoy our protection, yet come to murder Hidden Dragon's students, the future pillars of the nation. Just who is shameless?"
"So what if we kill you? Are you somehow beyond killing?!"
His tongue unleashing spring thunder, Wen Xingtian stood proudly on the mountaintop and spoke with assurance. Facing the killers with their sinister intentions from every corner of Jianghu, he demanded loudly of them all, "Can we kill you or not?!"
He let out another long cry. "So what if we kill, loot, and take your Space Rings? Whatever wealth we seize from you will only be spent on Hidden Dragon