"Though their crimes are unforgivable, the Mortal Clan Members are innocent, after all," Xia Yunxue sighed.
"Hatred is an intangible thing. Before I uncovered the evidence, who could have known Song Xiandu harbored such vile ambition?
Did the clan ever treat him unfairly? Even though his talent was average, he still held a high position and even had control over a portion of the Clan Protection Array. Not even you or I could compare to that.
And yet, he still felt the clan had wronged him, conspiring with outsiders to betray its interests.
Those Mortal Clan Members may be innocent, but who can guarantee that another Song Xiandu won't appear among them in a few decades?
Once the seeds of hatred have been sown, we cannot afford to show the slightest mercy. The clan's interests are paramount!" Song Luyao said coldly, taking a sip of her wine.
