"Duanmu Palace Master," the elder in green robes bowed to the elder in blood-colored robes.
"Forgive Honored Guardian Yin Wuchang for his rash words earlier."
"Wind Hall Master…" Yin Wuchang, in his haste, tried to say something.
"Shut up," the elder in green robes snapped coldly.
"Do you not know what the rules are?"
"Heavenly Extreme Realm Martial Artists are forbidden from participating in the wars of any kingdom, forbidden from slaughtering commoners."
"If you break the rules, even if you are an Honored Guardian of the Wind Saint Empire, I will strike you down on the spot."
"Wind Hall Master, this…" Yin Wuchang's face looked extremely troubled.
"Aren't you going to quickly come back to the Royal Capital with me?" the elder in green robes demanded again sharply.
As his words fell, countless Gang Winds, as if descending from the heavens and earth, arrived with terrifying force.
