Zhu Luo's voice was very angry and very severe. It was very difficult to prefix the word 'severe', but if one were to discuss the most fitting term, then nothing would be better than the word 'blood', just like how the cuckoo called so much that it began to cry blood.[Note] It was just that this description did not match with his identity. Of course, if one associated this with his current enemy, that the target of his denouncement was the Holy Maiden of the south, then perhaps they would understand a bit more.
"In any case, you have violated the oath made by the Saints back then!"
Zhu Luo's enraged accusation echoed through the deathly silence of Xunyang City. This silence was completely different from that of Guan Xingke. When the people heard this accusation, the vast majority of them had no idea what this oath of the Saints was. They could only think of a statement enshrined in the highest laws of every country.
