The emotions of shock, astonishment, and disbelief reached their peak after Master Jin Hui finished speaking.
But besides these, other emotions were also developing in different people.
For instance, the four minor hosts, besides feeling a sense of relief, also had a trace of furtive delight surging in their hearts.
They dare not offend the ancient dragon race, but as for the myriad-titled Yin-Yang Sect under the Western Regions Heavenly Palace, they could.
The former anger and shame had not dissipated, so Ming Jian's tone was not exceedingly aggressive.
"Amitabha." He uttered the Buddha's name as he gazed at Shui Xi, the Vice Palace Master of the Outer Heaven Palace, "Disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect killed eight of our Wuliang Pavilion's Buddhist children, will your palace defend them?"
It took Shui Xi a while to regather his senses, and he replied with a wry smile, "Host Ming Jian, we Buddhists are compassionate. Can't we discuss matters together calmly..."
