"Do you take us for fools?"
Clamping his teeth, the ancestor of the Lu Shan Sect somehow managed to speak in exasperation: "Who in the world doesn't know that the Soul-binding Chain and the wielding mourning staffs are your signature treasures, belonging to you Black and White Impermanence - the ghost officials of the Underworld?"
"Those who attacked Lu Shan last night claimed to be stray ghosts, but there's no denying that they were grim reapers based on the staffs and chains! Who else could have mobilized so many ghost officials besides the Black and White Impermanence?"
The ancestor of the Lu Shan Sect stared death at the black Impermanence in a white night garb, roaring: "White Impermanence, we at the Lu Shan Sect have never offended any of you ghost officials. Why would you violate the laws and orders of the Underworld and conspire against our sect?"
"This..."
Black Impermanence fell silent.
It must be said...
This guy's reasoning was flawless.
