"Did I break any rules?"
Long Yan slowly turned around, his gaze falling on the black-robed elder with an attitude neither subservient nor overbearing.
This black-robed elder was a quasi-emperor, a powerful disciple of the Burial Sky Church, stationed at the Samsara Sand Sea under the command of the Sand Emperor.
"You..."
The black-robed elder was also stumped by Qin Ming's question. Indeed, Long Yan killing the White-faced Young Master did not violate any rules, but...
"Qin Ming, do you have any idea how much resources we invested to cultivate the White-faced Young Master? He's a rare genius. It would have been fine if you just defeated him. Why did you resort to killing? Didn't I tell you to stop?"
The black-robed elder rebuked coldly.
"I didn't want to fight with him initially, but he insisted on seeking death. What can I do? They all can testify to it."
