Demon Palace.
In the midst of flaming red molten gold vines, a young man in green robes sat cross-legged, with a monk standing before him looking uneasy.
"Uncle Master."
Monk Fa Zheng said with a stiff scalp, "Those who were greedy and perverted justice have all been dealt with. These ungrateful things, Tushan Dojo has already given them so much, yet they still weren't satisfied!"
"Only, only..."
His voice trailed off.
Jiang Ding watched him quietly.
"Only the former master of the Law Enforcement Hall, Liu Hongshao, a Late Foundation Establishment Cultivator, has escaped."
Monk Fa Zheng wished he could burrow into the ground, "More than twenty of us besieged him, yet he still sensed it in advance, abandoned everything and fled, leaving only his family behind."
"Perhaps..."
He made a sinister expression.
"I will not practice guilt by association."
