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Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
"Forgive me for not being able to accede to that request!" Qu Qingsheng's expression was solemn.
If even the ancestral master's sword and spiritual faith could be abandoned, then in the future, when Qiu Changtai returned to the Primordial Sword Sect and made any demands, the Primordial Sword Sect would probably comply.
Qiu Changtai seemed to make a small request today, but it was just the beginning. His ultimate goal was to exploit the entire Primordial Sword Sect at will.
People were like this, they got used to things, and then they became numb. Maybe there would be anger at the moment, but as long as they endured and convinced themselves a little, things could pass.
As long as heads didn't roll immediately, it seemed that everything could be negotiated, agreed upon, and given.
Qu Qingsheng had been the head of the Primordial Sword Sect for so many years, how could he not understand such things?