CHAPTER 717: CHAPTER 717: FIVE SAINT SONS - GENEROUS AND PURE

Lu Xiao’s tsk-tsk sound, though not loud, was particularly noticeable.

After all, everyone else was singing praises of the Seventh Saint Son, and Lu Xiao’s voice, laden with disdain and ridicule, stood out awkwardly.

Many people turned their heads in Lu Xiao’s direction.

A few seconds later, a cry of alarm suddenly rose: "That’s Lu Xiao! The one next to Ryan—that’s Lu Xiao!"

"I recognized him too!"

"He’s the one who killed the Five Saint Sons, and he dares to come here, simply trampling on the dignity of our Holy Spirit Pavilion."

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Quite a few people had already pointed at Lu Xiao and started shouting.

The gaze of the Seventh Saint Son also fell on Lu Xiao, filled with scrutiny.

He was well aware of the strength of the Five Saint Sons; before his own breakthrough, that guy was even stronger than himself by a bit.

If Lu Xiao was capable of killing the Five Saint Sons, his strength must not be lacking.

At the very least, he must be at the Half-step Mentor Level.

As for whether he was at the true Mentor Level, he was not certain, but the likelihood was small.

After all, this Lu Xiao was too young, looking to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, an age at which the probability of achieving the Mentor Level was slim to none.

Regarding the cries for his execution around him, Lu Xiao turned a deaf ear and instead looked at Ryan with a smile, "Ryan, do you have paper and pen?"

Ryan: ???

What do I need that stuff for?

"Then, how’s your memory?" Lu Xiao asked another question.

Ryan nodded.

His memory indeed was quite exceptional.

Though not to the level of photographic recollection, he could still remember the majority of things he saw and people he met.

"Alright then, take note of everyone who is shouting to kill me, and remember them all," Lu Xiao instructed.

Ryan looked up at the crowd and quickly memorized those who were calling for violence.

He didn’t know what Lu Xiao was planning to do, but... for now, it seemed he could only follow Lu Xiao’s instructions.

Next to Lu Xiao, Chen Fei shook her head slightly.

She, of course, knew what Lu Xiao was going to do.

Take down their names, and later... simply kill them all off.

This guy’s approach was always so straightforward and uncomplicated, yet you had to admit that most of the time, it was exceptionally effective.

You can’t control what others say, after all, it’s their mouth on their body.

But Lu Xiao could demand someone’s life, and without a life, naturally, the mouth can’t speak anymore.

If this guy were born in ancient times and had power and influence, he’d undoubtedly have been a killing star.

Naturally, things weren’t much better in the present.

Those who bore grudges against him, who wanted to harm him in the open and the dark, had almost all been wiped out by him.

"You are Lu Xiao, right? You’ve killed a Saint Heir of our Holy Spirit Pavilion, do you have anything to say?" the Seventh Saint Son stepped forward, his tone icy cold.

"I do," Lu Xiao nodded. "The Five Saint Sons made the first move; he wanted to kill me, so I had to defend myself. I couldn’t just stretch out my neck waiting to be slaughtered, right?"

"Bullshit!"

"Everyone in the Holy Spirit Pavilion knows that the Five Saint Sons was generous and pure. Him wanting to kill you? That’s utter nonsense!"

Hearing what the Seventh Saint Son said, Lu Xiao was dumbfounded.

Hold on, are we talking about the same person here?

The Five Saint Sons? Generous and pure?

Are you f**king kidding me?

The guy wanted to kill me upon our meeting last night, no, he wanted to kill everyone present.

If that passes for generous and pure, then I, Lu Xiao, must surely be a contemporary saint!

"You say the Five Saint Sons wanted to kill you, do you have any evidence?" the Seventh Saint Son continued to inquire.

"I don’t," Lu Xiao shook his head.

The man’s dead, so there’s no damn evidence.

"Without evidence, then you, Lu Xiao, are vicious and brutal, having ruthlessly slaughtered our Holy Spirit Pavilion’s Five Saint Sons, and your crime deserves death!"

Lu Xiao looked at this Seventh Saint Son, rolling his eyes wildly.

What the hell are you on about! What’s with all this preamble, come at me, come kill me.

You’re already at the Mentor Level, aren’t you, so why the hesitant dilly-dallying, doesn’t sound right!