"We are all elders of the generation; let's not interfere in the power struggles of the young!" Dragon Esteem declared.
"Eighty-one young supremes perished, thirty-seven of them have died. The losses are immeasurable. Should we just let this go?" a Saint suddenly asked.
"Dragon Esteem, you're from an ancient lineage, and we respect you as an elder," another Saint spoke up. "But the princess's sins are too great. Slaughtering hundreds of thousands of cultivators is an immeasurable catastrophe. We need an explanation!"
"Three thousand disciples of Kunlun Fairy Gate, a group of Grand Master-level figures, have all perished here!" a Saint from the Kunlun Fairy Gate said. "Their blood has not yet dried, their souls have not yet scattered; they're waiting for an explanation from the Dragon Clan!"
"..."
Thirty-two Saints looked at Dragon Esteem evenly, calmly narrating the matter and waiting for Dragon Esteem to give everyone an explanation.
