"Do you realize that Yun Zu was a saint of the Human Race, his achievements no less significant than those of Saint Han or Xu Sheng!? Without him, it would have taken Longzhou hundreds more years to expel the Demon Race, and the Human Race would have already perished!"
With his right hand on the hilt of his sword, Xu Xiao was ready to behead this disrespectful old dog if Cao Anbang uttered a single insolent word.
"Yun Zu's greatness is undeniable, but does having a revered ancestor mean that their descendants can commit any sin without consequence? Is there such logic in the world!?"
Cao Anbang was not afraid to die, he only feared a meaningless death, and the only thing he could do now was to convince the swordsman of the Xu Clan before him.