"No, don't do this, you can't treat me like this."
Xu Changfeng couldn't believe it. The Elder of the Gate of Scenery, who had always treated him like his own son, would actually do this to him. He wanted to run up to the loft and kneel to beg for mercy, but was blasted away.
The scene was ugly,
The common folk all whispered among themselves: isn't the Human Daoist Sect being a bit too heartless?
He just lost, that's all,
Is it really necessary to go this far?
"The Daoists say, the highest good is like water. Daoism is heartless. This is the Dao." The Sect Master's tone was icy, claiming he was merely acting according to the rules of the "Dao."
They were also being forced into this,
After that, the Sect Master announced, "It's very clear. For the first line, Daoist Xuanwu wins."
His tone was cold; anyone could hear that this Sect Master was unhappy—because he had lost.
