Disposal

The blazing sun towering above Great Light Peak reflected a red glow over these sparkling and translucent ice peaks. 

The lighting in Divine Light Basilica was especially bright. 

Saint Sun Mingyue sat behind a desk with a white veil over her face, exposing only her beautiful eyes. She quietly stared at the four elders beneath. 

The four elders were dressed in white, hale and hearty like immortal characters. 

They were, however, without the elegant bearings of immortal characters. Instead, they were red in the face locking horns. 

She watched without saying a word as they squabbled. 

"The way I see it, this wild and intractable guy should drop the matter. He would stir more trouble if he's tolerated further. He killed an Altar Leader, what's next? A Priest? Then what comes after? Don't tell me the Saint?"

"Elder Hu, this is an unfair comment. Why don't you ask why he killed in the first place?"