2327 Washing the Nine Temples with Blood (14) 4yr

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A person at the top could be defeated, but could not fear. For once the seeds of fear take root in their hearts, they would become the shackles that bind their hands and feet for a lifetime and they would no longer be able to pick up their swords in front of their opponents.
Destroying the spirit of a strong man was worse than destroying his flesh.
After saying this, Jun Wu Xie no longer looked at Nangong Lie. She swept her gaze away and landed on to those elders of the Nine Temples who were meekly standing to one side quivering in fear without daring to even utter a single sound out. Her cold gaze looked over but no one dared to meet her gaze. The elders all lowered their heads timidly, portraying a humble posture.
Jun Wu Xie did not strike at them from the beginning to the end. This could be the last shred of mercy in her heart, a silent gesture to return that favour of that year for how all those disciples of the Nine Temples had done at the Cloudy Brook Academy. When they stood