At the entrance of Asking Sword Manor, the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.
Mo Tianxing and his son, including all the people from Asking Sword Manor, gathered at the gate as if they were awaiting a sentence.
At that moment, Mo Tianxing had already regretted.
This was completely different from what the Daoist Luo had said!
Something about the Washing Sword Pavilion clashing with the Demon Cleansing Bureau, and how Asking Sword Manor could fish in troubled waters.
There was a conflict alright, but only Fang Tingwei was beaten by Han Zheng like a dead dog.
Mo Gaowen, however, had calmed down at this point, patted Mo Tianxing on the shoulder, and sighed, "Life and death are preordained, our Asking Sword Manor has enjoyed blessings for so many years, it's about time it ended."
Mo Tianxing's lips twitched twice, revealing a bitter smile.
Just then, Du Songquan had already arrived with dozens of disciples from the Washing Sword Pavilion.
