"Ling Tian." The Sect Leader snorted coldly: "Your disciple goes mad, and you follow suit. The entire Divine Martial Sect will sooner or later be plagued by disaster due to you!"
Ling Tian Sword Master raised an eyebrow: "Plagued by disaster? Dog Egg, didn't you want the Supreme Elders to intervene? Good, I also wish to request that the Supreme Elders thoroughly investigate the Sect's accounts over these years. During the previous Sect Leader's tenure, every peak was relatively equal, and even the Outer Disciples had access to fixed resources. But in recent years, resources for all sides have been cut, and it's gotten to the point where the Outer Disciples can hardly get by. Tell me, where have all these reduced resources gone?"
The Sect Leader's complexion changed: "Are you implying that I have embezzled them?"
"I'm not implying." Ling Tian Sword Master said bluntly: "That's exactly what I mean."
