Third Madam sobbed so hard she could not speak, tears pattering down like rain as she kept pounding her chest with her fists. Her face had already turned blue from holding her breath. Mu Bai hurriedly pried her lips and jaw apart and popped a Qi-Blood Pill into her mouth to settle her qi and blood. Only then did she slowly recover.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner!"
"We can't afford to provoke those Sect Heirs! As long as we can stay alive, that's enough. Those wretched sons and grandsons would be better off dead!"
The Fifth Sect Heir was committing evil again! These Sect Heirs not only used sinister, ruthless methods in their struggles against one another, but also stopped at nothing when doing evil. Under such circumstances, the old and young of the Qing Mao Residence had still dared to go to the Discipline Hall's prison back then to fight for justice on his behalf. They truly had mustered all their courage, staking the lives of over two hundred people in the residence, old and young alike.
"First Madam, Third Madam, swallowing humiliation just to stay alive will only make the villains more vicious. The swords and fists are in our hands. Only by hitting back hard can we carve out a path to survival!" Mu Bai raised his fist, killing intent already on his face. "Wait here. I'll go bring Qing Chi and the others back!"
"Husband, you mustn't act rashly! Better a miserable life than a good death. We can't afford to provoke those Sect Heirs."
First Madam hurriedly tried to dissuade him, afraid Mu Bai would once again invite imprisonment and execution upon himself. Little did she know that Mu Bai had already crossed swords with the Fifth Sect Heir, Zhou Dechen, several times, and