Song Jue was sensitive. He noticed his people being strange. He loudly spoke, "My sworn brother is just my sworn brother. He and I, we are brothers. It has nothing to do with the Song Clan. I don't need you to treat me differently just because of my sworn brother. I don't need it. I don't care. I am just like this. You don't need to look at me like this! I have never been interested in your business in the clan. It has nothing to do with me. It's just rubbish to me."
The elders were embarrassed. They were wordless.
Song Jue shouted out all that. It was disrespecting the elders. They felt embarrassed, however, there was nothing they could do. After all, they had truly failed Song Jue's group in the past.
Song Jue occupied the higher moral position. He could be polite, and he had all the rights not to. There was nothing others could say about him!
Everybody saw that. Everybody knew that.
They all knew that grudges filled Song Jue's chest.
