"This Yin God is wrapped up in so many resentful spirits of the wronged, how much sin must it have accumulated?" Wang Long couldn't help but sigh. "The true form of a Yin God is usually bathed in a spring light, but this one...the majority of its true form is spouting obscenities that make one sick."
Ji Liang's brows were knitted tightly as he gritted his teeth and watched the scene unfold.
This time, he had been sent to assist the Li Family by several high-ranking individuals from the Liangzhou prefecture.
The best outcome would undoubtedly be preserving both the Yin God and the clan members.
The next best option was to sacrifice the Yin God to save the clan members.
The Li Family was large — how many could be spared by the tokens of amnesty? And there were significant interests involved which left him feeling uneasy.
