The safety of Shuicheng First High School was built upon mountains of bones!
At that moment, Sang Jiuxuan was the first to turn and leave. Immediately afterward, almost everyone quietly rose and followed him away.
We're not wading into these muddy waters!
"Brother Sang!"
Tian Wujiang's cry had even taken on a pleading note.
"Don't call me. I can't help you. Standing with you any longer will only drag me down with you. Surely you know just how far the Nine Clans extend."
Sang Jiuxuan turned and said quietly, "This is the Jianghu, Brother Tian. You know perfectly well why you killed him. The real reason was those Six Thorn Stages! You were simply jealous of someone more gifted and capable, nothing more."
"Even if you killed the right person, even if your so-called reasoning holds water, that still cannot conceal how narrow-minded your original intent was."
"And now, in leaving you, we're merely seeking advantage and avoiding harm."
Sang Jiuxuan said, "Just as you said, what loyalty is there left in the Jianghu these days? I'm taking Zhao Qingsong's body and Space Ring. I'll find a way to return them to the people of Shuicheng First High School."
With that, he completely ignored Tian Wujiang's pleading gaze and strode away with the others.
"..."
Tian Wujiang was speechless for a while.
Watching Zhao Qingsong, long since silent and lifeless, being carried on Sang Jiuxuan's back, he was filled with boundless regret. He muttered, "Why didn't you say so sooner? You could have said so sooner..."
This was just like their earlier attempt to intercept and kill Zuo Xiaoduo.
Killing Zuo Xiaoduo during the mission, or anyone protecting him in the process, would count only as a private feud.
And even if Zhao Qingsong had revealed his identity, or had