The crowd stared at his sword, thinking that he was actually making sense. 

He didn’t kill anyone from start to finish; the murderer was actually the sword. However, how could anyone actually blame this sword?

It killed whenever it wanted with wanton regards. An accuser must be confident in surviving a slash. This progenitorial sword had reached a sentient level and had immense power so it would be quite tough to stop.

Goldpython and Stonecarver gave Li Qiye a dirty look filled with bloodthirst. They clearly wanted to kill since he did the same to their disciples after a simple agreement. Retribution was essential to maintain their authority.

“How is this brat going to survive...