"Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly, it is difficult to bring up the debts of ten thousand years ago now, but you have tortured Du Fuzhou and the others into that state. You owe us an explanation," Zuo Qiu Shu said coldly, staring at Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly.
"An explanation?" Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly scoffed. "I showed them a little mercy back then. Otherwise, would they still be alive? The fact that they survived is all the explanation I owe you. If you still have any objections, I can simply kill them outright next time."
"You!"
"Little Shu, let this matter end here. After a period of recuperation, Du Fuzhou and the others should still recover seventy or eighty percent," Xuan Tu said.
Clashing with Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly at this point would do none of them any good.
Zuo Qiu Shu snorted coldly and said nothing more.
She did not particularly care whether Du Fuzhou and the others lived or died. What she wanted was to vent her anger and save face.
After all, she was the Ancestor of the Demon Spirit Sect.
Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly had wiped out the Demon Spirit Sect's stronghold. How could she say nothing at all?
"We are here to deal with the people from the Demon Hall. As for everything else, I hope everyone can exercise a little restraint," Wu Xuancang said.
He now represented the Three Immortal Mountains, so he had every confidence even when speaking to Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly.
That was not merely because of the power of the Three Immortal Mountains, but also because of his own formidable strength.
"Fine, we will leave it aside for now," Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly said.
There was no point in continuing to rake over the past with Zuo Qiu Shu here.
"Good. Thank you for showing me this consideration, Seniors,"