"Besides, there's one more thing I want to say."
Lu Qian paused, then looked at every member of the Speed Clan present and said sternly:
"I refuse to believe there isn't a single one of you who hates the Clear Sky Sect!"
"If the Clear Sky Sect hadn't expelled you at that critical moment, I doubt the four single-attribute affiliated clans would have ended up in such a plight."
"Don't say Spirit Hall forced you into this. Think about whether you chose the wrong master yourselves. When you stood on the opposing side, Spirit Hall could have wiped out every last one of you."
"But now, I'm giving you this opportunity. Not only can you join Spirit Hall, you can take charge of its inspection duties and turn your weapons against the Clear Sky Sect that abandoned you!"
"I don't particularly want to hear all those high-sounding words, either. Think for yourselves. Didn't you sacrifice far too much for the Clear Sky Sect? You pursued a Soul Master's path of ultimate speed, yet in the end, that became the very thing holding you back!"
This time, Lu Qian wasn't just addressing Bai He, but everyone in the entire Speed Clan.
Lu Qian didn't believe the Speed Clan was an unbroken slab of iron. After suffering through so many bitter years, how could they never have thought about returning to their former heights?
Moreover, Lu Qian had already seen longing appear on the faces of quite a few Speed Clan members.
But Lu Qian didn't continue. He had already laid out all his terms. Now, all that remained was for Bai He to give him an answer-or for the other Speed Clan members to kill Bai He and then give him an answer!
Time ticked by, and Lu Qian could