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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Five Two Months(2/2)

"This is a reason, but it is not enough. The Jianzong is also loved by people in its territory."

Tianyuan Sword Sect.

Their strong strength allows them to maintain local stability well, but their stance determines that they can only sweep away the snow on their own.

There are good people and bad people everywhere, and the same goes for sects, but it does not affect them in the slightest as they are a group of blood-sucking worms to the entire Great Yan.

After a few breaths of silence, Xu Yuan raised his eyes to look at Xu Yinhe and said:

"Father, I insist on my own opinion."

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Xu Yinhe breathed out lightly:

"Since you are so insistent, I won't advise you, but as a father, I hope you know that you can be compassionate, but not naive."

Xu Yuan nodded, his mood a little complicated.

He didn't lie. He knew about the Tianshi Sect in Cangyuan.

The Tianshimen sect has always had a neutral attitude. They don't care about beating life or death in other places. The common people who only guard their own one-third of an acre of land work hard to receive refugees who have fled from other places.

This is a true Taoism.

A man who holds the sword in his own hand is not to draw the sword to the weak, but to protect the weak.

It's just a pity that such an authentic Xuanmen sect did not end well in many timelines.

A neutral attitude will make the sect dissatisfied, and it will also make the court dissatisfied. Who knows whether you remain neutral for the sake of the common people, or to preserve your strength and pick peaches at the last moment.

In silence,

Xu Changge raised his hand and patted Xu Yuan, who had a complicated expression. He said nothing, with a hint of smile and deep helplessness in his eyes.

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