Jun Xuanming did not reflect on his behavior; instead, he shifted all the blame onto Jun Xiaoyao.
If Jun Xiaoyao had not made so many enemies, their hidden vein would not have been implicated.
"Jun Xuanming, you..." Even Jun Lanxi was speechless, not expecting Jun Xuanming to have such thoughts.
Jun Xiaoyao waged war on all fronts, traversing the ancient road, elevating the prestige of the Jun Family.
Everyone who mentioned Jun Xiaoyao or the Jun Family did so with awe and admiration.
Yet in Jun Xuanming's words, Jun Xiaoyao seemed like nothing more than a troublemaker.
"What, am I wrong? We of the hidden vein live in seclusion and value peace over conflict, rather than picking fights everywhere," Jun Xuanming said.
Jun Lanxi sighed deeply.
Jun Xuanming was, after all, a flower grown in a greenhouse.
She now also felt that there were issues with the hidden vein, starting with their mindset.
The myriad things compete freely in the frost-covered sky.
