"Do you have anything to say about our methods?"
Roger lowered his head to look at the liquid in the cup.
"Everything is for survival; you all have your reasons that compel you to act."
As for the choices of the Sword Pavilion, Roger did not believe he had any right to comment.
"Survival, indeed, it's all about survival."
"So many years of inheritance have come down, and too many things have happened on Qinglu Mountain; this is not the first time..."
Sword Master Funiu's eyes flickered, as if he recalled something.
At that moment, Roger noticed a faint glow flitting across several pillars around the great hall; the area they were in was sealed off.
Neither sound nor sight would be transmitted out.
In the core region of Funiu Sword Pavilion, by the side of a Sword Master, this was enough to indicate that what Sword Master Funiu was about to say was of paramount importance.
