Only now did Wu Xiaoyun realize that the seemingly unremarkable fellow before him was far more powerful, but the fellow seemed not to want to make things difficult for him, so he hadn't launched an attack.
"Junior Brother Ji! Stop!"
Wu Xiaoyun understood that they would gain nothing now. He glanced at Song Shijie standing behind Jiang Xiaobai, gritting his teeth, thinking that Song Shijie had killed someone and wouldn't be able to escape for a while. Thus, he would let him live a few more days, wait for Ji Taiyuan to return, and invite elders from the Iron Sword Sect to come and demand justice from Jingci Temple.
Ji Taiyuan, upon hearing Wu Xiaoyun's words, indeed stopped, but looked at Wu Xiaoyun with a frown, unable to understand why Wu Xiaoyun wanted him to stop.
"Senior Brother Wu, are we not to avenge Junior Brother Wu?"
