Jiuyun Zheng squinted his eyes, standing in the hall listening to his speech, growing more enraged as he listened, the veins on his forehead bulging.
He could not tolerate Anxiang Liang's remarks because he could not forget his son Jiuyun Shuang's dying wish.
This scion of the Jiuyun Clan, his final wish was for his father not to incriminate the Yipa Tribe, in order to maintain the hard-won peace.
Jiuyun Shuang, like his brother Jiuyun Ying, despite being born into the Wu Family, and both being cultivators, they both cared deeply for the country, willing to dedicate their lives for the Wen Family's Imperial Court.
Perhaps in their eyes, there was never a difference between martial and literary, only a distinction between the country and the individual.
Now, as he stands in the hall hearing someone utter these words, entirely denying the contributions the Wen Family made to the country, completely negating the sacrifices of his two sons, it made him furious beyond measure.
