"Master! This must not be done!"
Eldest Senior Brother Jiao Chujun of the Flame Cloud Sect, along with the second, third, and fourth senior brothers, simultaneously grabbed Sect Master Zhuge Junchen and urged earnestly:
"Master, junior uncle is clearly already dead. Why bother getting angry at a corpse?"
"Master, junior uncle was obviously being controlled. The words he is saying now can't possibly be his own thoughts. Please don't fall for the trap!"
"Master, why not ask him what exactly happened that night?"
"Right, master, and how did the Immortal Slaying Sword end up in Li Ping'an's hands? We have to figure out whether it was Li Ping'an or Xie Wenren who killed junior uncle, right?"
"..."
Persuaded by his own disciples, Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of the Flame Cloud Sect finally calmed down:
I was too impulsive. Pei Yuanjing is already dead, yet I lost my temper over a dead body. I shouldn't have, I shouldn't have!
