The look on Celica Shingo's face was troubled. It was not that he didn't want to save his son. He worried about implicating the entire Shingo Sect, and he simply didn't trust Logan and his two companions. Did they really think they could take on those major sects?
After some long hesitation, he shook his head sorrowfully: "I apologize. I am a Sect Leader; I must consider our entire Sect. I don't want my son's situation to endanger the Sect."
"You are indeed responsible," Logan fixed him with a piercing gaze. "But, I have to ask, while you have devoted your entire heart towards the sect, has the sect ever considered you? The elders only care about their own interests."
Logan continued, with stern clarity, "If they had truly considered you, they would not have handed over Lowen Shingo for the sake of vague benefits. Nobody can say for sure that the Beast King and the Heavenly Saint Daoist left something behind. Did the two Sanctuary Powerhouses have the time at the end?"
