Bai Lingyi stared at the head rolling down the cliff, her brow furrowed tightly. "Chu Lan, Li Xuanxiao is, after all, of royal blood. If you kill him, the Great Zhou Dynasty will never let this go..."
Chu Lan's expression was stern as his fingertips lightly stroked the blade of the Taixu Divine Sword. "Even if we don't kill him, would the imperial city let us off? From the moment they stood with Tianji Pavilion, they were destined to be enemies."
He raised his gaze into the distance, his eyes as sharp as swords. "Instead of cowering in fear, we might as well kill to our heart's content."
Chapter 80