Tang San said nothing, simply sitting there quietly, his expression largely unchanged. But that brief silence and his slightly clenched fists had already revealed the turmoil within him.
So it was true.
He had long since deduced these things from his Twin Martial Souls and his teacher's subtle guidance over the years.
Yet hearing his teacher say it himself still came as something of a shock.
"Teacher."
Tang San raised his head. "You've been guiding me toward the truth for a long time, haven't you?"
Yu Xiaogang did not deny it. "Yes."
Tang San fell silent for a moment, then asked the question he had pondered for so long. "What do you think... I should do?"
Had he been his former self, his first thought upon learning this would undoubtedly have been to wipe out Spirit Hall entirely.
But over all these years, he had also seen what Spirit Hall had done.
Spirit Hall was no utterly unforgivable power. On the contrary, they had always worked hard to preserve the continent's peace and maintain its stability and development.
Those deacons who awakened commoners' Martial Souls for free, those who distributed subsidies, those grassroots Soul Masters who held fast in remote villages and towns.
They should not have to pay for what had happened back then.
If he were asked to strike at those ordinary members of Spirit Hall, he could not bring himself to do it.
Yu Xiaogang smiled. "Naturally, I won't stop you from taking revenge. Repaying vengeance with vengeance and grievances with redress is only right and proper."
"But even when taking revenge, you must remain rational. You must not touch those uninvolved."
Tang San's expression immediately cleared, and he nodded. "Teacher, I understand."
"Your greatest enemy, Spirit Hall's former Supreme Pontiff, Qian Xunji, is already dead."
Yu