A Teacher's Bottom Line
Leon had already made his intentions perfectly clear.
He wasn't here to negotiate.
He was here...
To seek justice for his students.
If today's explanation failed to satisfy him...
The fate awaiting the Prison Holy Sect would likely be no different from that of Sky Breaker Academy.
Sirius knew that better than anyone.
A flicker of panic crossed his eyes.
He immediately cupped his hands again.
"Fellow Cultivator..."
"Please calm your anger."
"What happened before..."
"...was indeed our fault."
"We admit our mistake."
He took a slow breath before continuing.
"If there is anything you require..."
"My Prison Holy Sect is willing to make amends."
"We will satisfy whatever request you have."
The surrounding cultivators exchanged astonished glances.
None of them had expected the usually proud Prison Holy Sect to lower its head so quickly.
Yet no one mocked them.
Not after witnessing Leon's strength.
Before absolute power...
Pride meant nothing.
