No sooner had he finished speaking than He Lixian immediately retorted, "You old man Zisong, you don't even respect the Court of Justice? I think you're becoming more and more lawless!"
"Old man He, what are you trying to say?"
"From the day the sect was founded, the Court of Judgments has had the right to intervene in all sect disputes and affairs. To see the Court of Judgments is to see the Lord of the Nine Realms."
What, do you think that just because the Court of Judicial Review has declined, you can arbitrarily suppress or even disregard it? Does your Qingyun Sect want to make enemies of the entire cultivation world?
Upon hearing this, Master Zisong was speechless.
Indeed, although the Court of Justice has been reduced to a ninth-rate force, its power to enforce the laws of the nine realms of immortals and martial arts has not been stripped away. Even if it exists in name only, it should not be disobeyed in public.
This incident was indeed caused by his careless remarks, which gave the perpetrator ammunition against him.
He Lixian, not one to back down, continued his barrage of insults: "What? Now you know you said the wrong thing? Hahaha, old man Zisong, even you, who are cautious your whole life, can make mistakes."
As he spoke, he cast a meaningful smile at Shen Zhao.
He certainly wasn't going to give the judges face; he just wanted to use this opportunity to cause trouble for the Qingyun Sect.
He Lixian would do anything that would displease the Qingyun Sect.
Shen Zhao naturally understood that He Lixian was a master at stirring things up, but he wasn't worried at all.
Seeing that Master Zisong remained silent, Shen Zhao continued, "Sect Leader He has said everything that needed to be said. So, Master Zisong, are you planning to take back your words? How can the leader of a sect make such a hasty decision about the future development of the sect?"
Master Zisong: "Even if you are an elder of the Court of Judgments, this is still an internal matter of my Qingyun Sect. How can you make such a decision? I do not believe that the Court of Judgments has such great power!"
Ding Bu'er, true to his argumentative nature, declared: "It seems that this Master Zisong is quite fond of this precious disciple, even at the cost of erasing the contributions of the entire Qingyun Sect."
Shen Zhao nodded in agreement, "There's nothing we can do. Our Judicial Committee has always upheld the law impartially, but faced with such a shameless sect leader, we have no choice but to back down."
I truly feel sorry for the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. They toil their whole lives, only to have their last hope extinguished by a single, casual remark from someone in power.
"In short, it's disgusting!"
Master Zisong's face turned black and white with anger.
What left him speechless was that the Qingyun Sect disciples present seemed to be swayed by Shen Zhao and the other person's words.
"Yes, I've been a member of the Qingyun Sect for over a decade. Although my talent is mediocre, I've worked diligently for the sect. I've put in a lot of effort, even if I haven't achieved anything significant. Even knowing I have no chance of becoming the sect leader, at least I could still have something to look forward to. But now..."
"We are ultimately just ants. Although that is the truth, it still saddened me when I heard the sect leader say that he would make Junior Brother Lin, a newly initiated disciple, the sect leader's successor."
"Perhaps the Qingyun Sect is not suitable for us? After all, we have given so much, what will we get in return?"
Seeing that the disciples of Qingyun Sect were beginning to question him with just a few words from Shen Zhao and Ding Bu'er, Master Zisong immediately became flustered and his face turned red.
Just as he was about to reprimand them, Lin Feng grabbed his sleeve to stop him, then bowed to the disciples and said, "Master, elders, senior brothers and sisters, I am deeply grateful for your kindness in being able to become your fellow disciples."
This is the greatest blessing of my life, Lin Feng. I know that I am new to the sect and cannot compare with my fellow disciples. Moreover, my master has shown me great favor by accepting me as his last disciple.
I am already extremely grateful, but please believe me, I have absolutely no desire for the position of sect leader.
Then, he knelt before Zisong, bowed his head, and wept, saying, "Master, please rescind your decree. I have not performed any service and cannot accept your position as the sect's successor."
If Master is unwilling to retract his order, this disciple would rather kneel here forever!
Master Zisong immediately tried to help him up: "Disciple, there's no need for that. Your talent is the future of our Qingyun Sect. I truly value you."
Lin Feng shook his head and said, "No, Master, I was born into poverty and suffered all kinds of bullying from my clansmen and neighbors. I remember kneeling before people and begging for a bite to eat, and I remember enduring countless scornful looks to raise money for my mother's burial."
I thought my life would just pass by like this, but it wasn't until I met my master and my fellow disciples that I felt a long-lost warmth.
So, Master, I am already deeply grateful for your kindness in taking me in. As for the position of sect leader, please don't mention it again, okay?
These words, spoken with tears streaming down his face, made the Qingyun Sect disciples, whose resolve had been wavering, feel heartache for their junior brother once again.
Lu Xuanji also glanced at Shen Zhao with displeasure, thinking to herself, "Junior Brother Lin's background is already so tragic, why do you still have to force him like this?"
Then, seeing Raymond Lam's tearful face, she felt heartbroken again.
Just as the scene was once again moving everyone with Raymond Lam's tearful performance, Shen Zhao and Ding Bu'er, these two argumentative characters, immediately went online.
"Oh my, did you see that? When in doubt, tears are the first thing to do. The art of green tea knows no gender or age."
"This is so creepy, I feel nauseous just thinking about it at night."
"It's really baffling that a grown man would cry and whine in public, putting on such a long-lost display of tenderness."
"This is an abstract manifestation of a lack of love since childhood. We should be understanding, after all, this is how they make a living."
"Yes, unlike us, our lives are so ordinary that we don't have the chance to play the victim."
"Just one sentence from him, disgusting!"
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