Xinzi's eyes narrowed at the green pill, ignoring Rong Suishan who faced him with a rare stoic look.
"Rong Suishan, I don't recall the two of us having enmity that warrants such a pill. Are you sure you want to go that far?" Intrigued by this unforeseen move, Xinzi asked. The monk could understand why Suishan would feel stifled and rebel against his uncle. But the pill hanging in his right hand went far beyond a simple rebellion. If he used that thing against him, Xinzi would have every right to put Suishan to death.
"True. The sect master gave me this pill for Xia Hu, not you. However, I am a man, not a dog, and I've had enough of living as yet another tool on the sect master's list of expendable pawns. Even if the Rong clan must suffer for this, I will use this pill he granted me to ensure Xia Hu's victory and teach Guang Fanghu...a memorable lesson!" The words flowed out with no hesitation, and Xinzi's lips curled up.
