"You bookish scholars are just courting death with your complacency, saying fate will decide. Anyone below Eighth Rank entering the Bronze Demon Hall is simply seeking their own demise. Yet, you do nothing to stop them. In my opinion, you're rotten to the core," Lv Xuanzong said with disdain.
The refined old man merely smiled and offered no rebuttal.
"If you ask me, just let them do it. Give the youngsters a chance. If they die, it's no one else's fault," a woman from the Fire Divine Palace spoke up.
The leaders of the other factions nodded in agreement.
"Since you all say so, then let them be. Those who wish to die may come as they please. As long as it doesn't interfere with my important matters, I couldn't care less," Lv Xuanzong cursed.
Upon hearing this, Xu Ping'an also breathed a sigh of relief.
If these people really started clearing out Cultivators below Eighth Rank, he would have indeed been in trouble.
