Zhang Ci stood beside the corpse of Meng Jian, unmoving, his face so heavy it seemed like water could start dripping from it.
Fa Wu and Fa Xiang could both sense his anger and killing intent.
"Please restrain your grief, Almsgiver Zhang. Almsgiver Meng wanted to take revenge for his brother, so he tried to assassinate Princess Xiao from the Imperial Residence, however, he got killed by Almsgiver Chu instead. It is hard to differentiate just who is taking revenge on who." Fa Xiang bowed with pressed palms and sighed.
Zhang Ci coldly looked towards Fa Xiang. "What you mean to say, Great Master, is that I need to pay attention to who is right or wrong? Is this how the Tempest Temple does things?"
"Amitabha Buddha…" Fa Xiang helplessly uttered a chant.