"How do you want them to be held accountable? Little friend Mo, feel free to do what you think best."
Tan Qiyue looked coldly at the members of the two large sects. He indeed would not intervene if Mo Wen killed a few people, as long as the Purple Qi Pavilion still existed and its heritage continued. He would not make an enemy of Mo Wen just for them.
Grandmother Hui Ling's bent figure trembled. She shook slightly as she stood up. Slightly emotional, she said, "Please wait, Lord Patriarch Tan. We will take all responsibility. However, the Purple Bottle Gourd is the inherited treasure of the Purple Qi Pavilion. I believe you were told how important it is to us by sect great grandfather. If we lose the Purple Bottle Gourd, it means that the heritage of the Purple Qi Pavilion has ended. Patriarch Tan, please help us get it back."
