"Silence!"
The head of the Wu Lineage, Wu Yuntian's grandfather, wore a troubled, somber expression.
The clamor of dozens of younger family members had left his head spinning, making it hard to reach a decision.
Emotionally, he did indeed lean more toward killing Zuo Xiaoduo to avenge his own grandson, but rationally, he felt that they could not do it.
The Upper Capital Wu Lineage would not act themselves, instead directing his branch of the lineage to act. Anyone who thought one layer deeper could see just how enormous the risks were.
Hatred churned in his heart, but his ordinary reason was also sounding a constant warning.
The pleasure of putting an enemy to the blade, leaving body and mind refreshed and every thought unburdened, constantly clashed with his mature, prudent inclination to proceed cautiously and seek stability.
"Let me make a few points."
The Wu patriarch's face was grim as he said, "The Upper Capital lineage isn't merely asking us to do this. They want to see our attitude. Upper Capital will send people too; it's just that they'll act cautiously and leave no evidence that can be used against them."
"The second point is whether a blood feud should be avenged. A member of the lineage has died. If the lineage remains unmoved, what effect will that have on its long-term development? In other words, if any one of you died out there, would you want the lineage to avenge you and wash away your grievance? Or raise the matter high only to set it down lightly? This concerns the lineage's cohesion, not merely right and wrong or justice!"
Everyone fell silent.
Conflicting expressions passed across the Wu patriarch's face. Only after a long while did he speak again. "The third point is our concern. If we can