"Alright, this place should be safe now."
After grabbing a cab into the city, Li Pan stopped by Cool Baboon Pharmacy to get some tonics. Only then did his headache ease a little. He checked into a hotel, turned on the internet TV, and while watching the barrage of news stories about unrelenting attacks, he frowned and asked Fagui,
"...So, what's really going on here?"
Fagui replied bluntly,
"How would I know? I'm just a sword. You're asking me? Challenges come, we get through them."
Li Pan rubbed his temples,
"Get through them... Wait, are you treating everyone as an obstacle to be cut down?"
Fagui,
"Exactly. Those destined for tribulations can be killed to settle the score."
Li Pan covered his face.
Alright, Sword Sect is just like that. They don't give a damn about your grudges or moral dilemmas.
They couldn't care less about your drama. First, they cut you down, and if you can't even withstand one strike, you don't qualify to hash out any plots with them...