"Desecrating corpses, exposing them to the sun, only those on the Jianghu Demon Path would commit such acts. But now, our Gang Leader, the head of our own guild, wants to personally pry open his subordinate brothers' coffins. Why, Guild Leader Nan, how can you justify this to your brothers in the guild?"
"Doing this, can you let your brothers' souls rest in peace? Do you want to deny them eternal rest?"
"As the leader of a guild, aren't you afraid this will chill your brothers' hearts?"
Chen Jie stared at Nan Batian, his acting skills maxed out with sincerity, questioning sentence after sentence, forcing Nan Batian into a moral corner with no room to retreat; his face alternated between turning pale and flushing, unable to speak.
However, Chen Jie had no intention of letting him off so easily, and went for a fatal blow to the heart.
