"We respect you enough to call you Sect Leader Wang, but you can't use your position to bully your juniors and go back on your word, can you?"
Quick-witted as ever, Bai Moyu flew over to stand beside Zhou Fan after hearing him speak, adding loudly,
"Sect Leader Wang, the Blood Robe Sect and the Vajra Sect have always been on good terms. Wang Qiang and I were even old acquaintances. I, too, am heartbroken by his death, but no one else is to blame. After all, both Wang Qiang and Zhou Fan are young men. A battle between the young should be resolved by the young. That Wang Qiang died can only be blamed on his own lack of skill!"
Having recovered some of his strength, Wu Xueyi strode proudly to stand between Zhou Fan and Bai Moyu. He first offered a cupped-fist salute to Wang Busheng, then spoke with righteous conviction.
