"Ask yourself carefully whether one disciple is worth placing every future disciple of the Nine Lotus Academy upon our list of enemies." Luka threatened directly.
Natasha immediately turned toward Da Vinci.
"Headmaster!" she exclaimed. "You cannot listen to such threats! If we abandon our own disciple today, what face will the academy have tomorrow? Every student who enters our gates entrusts us with their future. We cannot retreat because of intimidation."
Da Vinci closed his eyes briefly. He naturally understood Natasha's reasoning. Yet he also understood Luka's.
A conflict between the Nine Lotus Academy and the Demonic Sea Tribe would not end today.
It could continue for generations. Hundreds… Perhaps thousands… Of innocent disciples could become targets because of a single decision.
His expression gradually became complicated.
Ancestor Long quietly sighed. Even the old ancestor felt helpless.
