"Of course not." Yu Fengchu, exceptionally handsome, with a gentle and charming smile and a naturally pleasant voice, said, "Our Purple Cloud Sect has strict sect rules, one of which is not to interfere in the private affairs of sect disciples. This time, the actions of the twelve have nothing to do with the Purple Cloud Sect. They do not represent the Purple Cloud Sect."
With these words, he quickly clarified his stance.
Private grudges do not represent the Purple Cloud Sect.
Several elder ancestors immediately looked at Yu Fengchu with appreciation.
These words were something they, with their thin skins, were too embarrassed to say, but it was just right for the young Yu Fengchu to voice them.
In just a few sentences, the Purple Cloud Sect was again distanced from the matter.
Qu Tan'er felt that this father and son named Yu had unusually thick skins.
The situation was proceeding smoothly, just as planned.
