"Sorry for showing you such a mess."
After the sect elder died, the Quans quickly got to cleaning up. It was impossible to repair the building in a short period, but they did everything else they could.
Naturally, the grand patriarch wasn't going to be doing any cleaning himself, so he, alongside Yun Lei, had returned to the armoury once more.
"You were only defending your people." Yun Lei replied to the old man with a shrug.
"Unfortunately, not everyone will see it in such a manner. War with the Holy Creek Sect is inevitable."
Yun Lei nodded in agreement. Just from the way the sect elder had behaved before his death, it was easy to see that the man was filled to the brim with pride, unfounded or otherwise. If the sect allowed one such elder, it was only natural for it to have like-minded people on top. And the thing such people hated the most was disrespect. Or rather, anything they perceived as disrespect.
