"A diversion of calamity?"
Tan Zhihai's countenance turned unsightly upon hearing this.
He was not tall, with a head wrapped in black cloth, wearing an indigo short robe on which hung various bone necklaces, a typical Miao outfit.
Despite his luxurious clothing, he was blind in one eye.
The words of the Right Minister of the Heavenly Saint Sect were correct, yet he bluntly refused in stiff official language, "No, grievances must be settled by oneself. Without personally slaughtering that young man, my heart's hatred cannot be quelled!"
"This..."
At this, the Right Minister felt somewhat troubled.
To be honest, he didn't have much regard for this Tan Zhihai before him. Anyone could see that the Tusi City princess had no feelings for this one-eyed dragon, and it was all one-sided on his part.
Moreover, this fellow was a complete scoundrel.
