Zhuo Buqun had always been a kind and gentle person. However, at this moment, his maintained a firm attitude. Showing a cold expression, he would give no room for negotiation.
Within the Great Luo Empire, one had already gone past Zhuo Buqun’s tolerance by interrogating Stargaze disciple and even wanting to kill him. It was no longer some small cat-fight, but was related to the sect, the pride of a nation. This was Zhuo Buqun’s limit and no one was allowed to break it.
Zhu Dazhong’s face was ashen as he was also having complicated feelings. To ask him to apologize to an immature junior, he could not afford to put away his pride nor sacrifice his reputation.
