Chu Qianyuan's gaze shifted slightly, "The death of our master..."
Yuan Xiaoyun shook his head, "I am not such a beast. Although those people urged me to kill our master, my life was given by him, and I would never harm him. Indeed, his death was a flare-up of his old illness."
Hearing this, Chu Qianyuan's expression softened slightly.
Yuan Xiaoyun continued, "This time I used the Lotus Bowl to cause trouble for the Heavenly Dragon Sect. On one hand, I wanted to eliminate a powerful enemy for the Beggars' Sect, and on the other, I wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of everyone involved in the incident from that year.
"Because I want to live openly and honorably, like you, a true man should stand tall and upright. How can he be controlled by others?"
As he spoke, Yuan Xiaoyun puffed out his chest and gripped the strange weapon in his hand tightly, his eyes steadfast.
