บท 1607: Agreed

Back then, he had been the Bright Lord's loyal brother, forced to witness the Bright Lord's tragic downfall. 

He had felt utterly powerless. 

The Yin Yang Holy Master and his companions were unafraid of battle or death, bound by their allegiance to their race. 

For them, the survival and prosperity of their people outweighed personal survival.

Braydon Neal regarded him with a gentle smile.

"I understand. The race's welfare comes first. If I were in your shoes, I would have made the same decision."

"It's good that you grasp that," replied the Yin Yang Holy Master with a bitter smile. "As a chief of the eight lineages, there are many matters beyond our control."

Braydon's expression turned cold and severe. 

He asked with a hint of venom, "What about those elders of the human race who were among those who besieged the Bright Lord and the others? Were they also helpless?" His voice dripped with murderous intent.