Chapter 315: The Pavilion Master
At the same time, the other Dugu family elders standing nearby all showed shifting expressions, glancing repeatedly at Dugu Changkong as though wanting to say something, yet each one of them unable to find the words to begin.
Dugu Changkong withdrew his gaze and looked over the assembled Dugu family elders, saying, "I know what you want to say. Rest easy. I know what is worth doing and what is not."
With that, Dugu Changkong swept his sleeve and said, "Back to the city."
He stepped into his carriage and left at speed. The surrounding elders exchanged looks, then immediately gathered up the younger family members and followed.
The young woman in the white skirt looked back at the big black cat surrounded by the crowd, and thought to herself that if even a cat commanded this much adoration, it showed just how overwhelming the Eighth Prince's influence had become.
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At the same time, the Hidden Kill Pavilion assassins drifted away among the crowd one by one, looking as though they had lost much of their spirit, their expressions subdued.
The Kill-Saint's retreat had dealt them a blow impossible to describe. Watching the goal they had spent half their lives chasing, the absolute pinnacle of the killing path as embodied by the Hidden Kill Pavilion's Kill-Saint, genuinely defeated at the hands of that young prince, left them with a tangle of feelings they could not sort through.
"Whatever else one might say, that Eighth Prince will be our new Pavilion Master from here on. Perhaps the Kill-Saint is not the final limit of the killing path after all. The true pinnacle may yet be rewritten by him in the future."