The delicate-faced Kang Luoying looked up at the Great Elder of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion with tears in her beautiful eyes, pleading, "Grandfather, why must you make things difficult for me? Shen Qiang saved my life, and the women in his family treat me like one of their own. I really can't harm them."
"Nonsense!" the Great Elder of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion said harshly, "Who is that Shen Qiang? Just a heretic. With over three hundred Great Demons under him, can he be a good person?"
Kang Luoying was anxious and said, "Grandfather, it's true that Shen Qiang has many demons under him, but they haven't done anything evil!"
"In this world, where are there demons that don't eat people?" the Great Elder of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion said sternly, "This is the last time I ask you: will you take action or not?"
Kang Luoying looked blankly at the Great Elder, shook her head fiercely, and said, "I can't do it; I will not hurt them."
