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Fa Yuan fell deep into thought.

Chu Li said, "If you are not willing to exchange then so be it. I will just toss Zhou Lingfeng to the Li Dynasty; I believe the Holy Church of Light can take him and fix him up... Before he's captured, he can still kill a bunch of Li Dynasty elites. He'll be made of full use."

Fa Yuan shook his head and sighed. "Sinful!"

"What's sinful is your Tempest Temple! If your Tempest Temple really did seal the Asura Power Technique then it would not have caused all this trouble. Look at how many innocent people he has killed. Constables, Imperial Inspectors. We are not even pursuing this issue further because we know there will be no way you could compensate us!" Chu Li scoffed.

Chu Li waved his arm. "Don't tell me he's not a disciple of your Tempest Temple. It doesn't matter to me whether he is or not. It is a form of martial arts that was leaked from your Tempest Temple. You must bear the weight of the killings that's been done."

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