Shirong did not want to necessarily tell the other people about the conflict in his clan. After all, it was not good to wash out dirty linens in the public. Even if his siblings and he had a conflict, it had to be kept in the clan.
But now that they had started attacks like this which were leaning on the side of open, Shirong was desiring to strike back in the same manner.
He walked back to his courtyard silently, his face calm and not a single wave of emotion could be seen on it. But on the inside, a sea of fury was roiling and a storm of malice was forming.
Lin Wu on the other hand, also thinking about the memories he had obtained from Elder Pei. When he had killed her, his aim was nothing but to get the memories. He knew that even if they captured her alive, there was a chance she won't answer anything and just kill herself.
