Jing Wei took the teacup that had been lying on the table in front of him all this while and poured some plain water into it before taking a sip and moistening his parched throat. He then took a deep breath and continued his story, while Lin Mu Silently listened on.
Lin Mu had not expected to hear something like this today. This was the dark history of the empire that had been hidden from the eyes of the masses for decades. He could also see the hypocrisy of the so-called 'Righteous sects' and how they became bystanders while still secretly killing the Jing Clan's members.
"After the slaughter, only a few people were able to survive. I sustained injuries and escaped, but not before a tracking formation was placed on my body. Wherever I went I could be found and no matter what I did, I could not suppress the tracking formation.
