So long as they launched an attack on Xu Yuan and sabotaged the peace talks, the war could continue, and they could rely on the power of the Sect Alliance to keep avenging their dead kin!
But very soon, their thoughts fell into chaos.
They saw that ink-robed girl.
They saw her closely following behind that man.
They also saw that man holding her hand.
The fury and hatred burning in these people's eyes, more or less, all congealed into despair.
Because,
that was... their Sword Sect's chief disciple.
Lord and vassal can be the most intricate of relationships in this world, yet at the same time also the simplest.
Trust and loyalty.
In his past life, Xu Yuan had not truly understood lord and vassal, had not understood a life lived as another's subordinate, but in this feudal Immortal Dynasty, nothing could be more normal.
Common folk might not even know what the Emperor looked like, yet when he passed, they would still weep with snot and tears.
