Lin Xiaosu stood on the balcony, his long sword nowhere to be seen. In his hand, he still held a teacup. Facing the renowned Master of Luanyun, his expression did not change in the slightest.
Beside him, Feng Ji's face had already changed.
Her fingers rested on her waist.
At her waist was her sword.
"Lin Xiaosu, storming my Luanyun Heaven and injuring my beloved son-in-law, aren't you going too far?" Chi Lian said in a deep voice.
Lin Xiaosu responded calmly, "Sect Master Chi, you seem very calm right now, so I don't mind conversing peacefully. You should know that it's not me intentionally destroying your son-in-law, but your son-in-law who first tried to kill me. In the Jianghu, one responds to a killing attempt with a counter-kill. This is an eternal truth. I did not decapitate him with a sword; I only crippled his cultivation, out of respect for you."
The words were absolutely composed and dignified.
