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Mo Yulong's words immediately resonated with many. Below the arena, some martial arts practitioners who had long held deep-seated prejudices against the Wu people seemed to have found kindred spirits and echoed his sentiments.

"That's right! Those Wu people are just a bunch of uncivilized pests! What skills do they have besides manipulating insects?"

"Yeah, if it weren't for the fact that they still help us farm and do some hard work, I would have wiped them all out long ago..."

"Hmph, just a bunch of lowly slaves. I heard they even have their own god, something like a queen bee?"

"Oh, that's a novel idea. How about we go kill a few more Wu people after this martial arts tournament ends? Let's see if that so-called Queen Bee will protect them?"

These undisguised insults and the attitude of treating the Wu people like dirt and livestock made Su Ling Shuang tremble with anger.

Su Lingbing then gave her disciples a wink, clearly signaling them to remember these people who uttered such malicious words, so that they would experience the Queen Bee's wrath firsthand later.

"Enough! What nonsense are you spouting! The Ukrainians are human too! They have flesh and blood, families and emotions, how are they any different from us?"

At this moment, Yuwen Ze was furious. He stepped forward and shouted at the crowd below the stage.

"To trample and discriminate against someone simply because of differences in lifestyle, customs, and beliefs—is this the way of justice? Is this the way of chivalry?!"

"Young Master Yuwen, you are mistaken!"

Murong Chuan stepped forward from the crowd, adopting the airs of the Heavenly Sword Sect Master, and offered his advice.

"Didn't you hear the teachings of the old immortal master Yinian just now? 'Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts!' Our Heavenly Sword Sect has been established for many years, and the first rule of our sect is to strictly investigate bloodlines and never allow even a single Wuren to infiltrate!"

"Exactly!"

Chen Jinlong, the leader of the Jingtao Gang, also loudly echoed.

"Our Jingtang Gang is the same! All the brothers in the gang are honest and upright, and there are absolutely no barbarians like those who eat raw meat and drink blood!"

"Yes! Our sect is too!"

"I'll help Yiran!"

Many sects have made statements as if the absence of Wu people in their sects is a glorious tradition to be proud of.

Seeing this, Mo Yulong's smug expression deepened. He looked at Yuwen Ze and asked in a provocative tone.

"Young Master Yuwen, judging from your protectiveness of the Wu people, could it be... that there are Wu people disciples in your Flying Cloud Manor?"

This is an extremely dangerous question. After all, in today's one-sided atmosphere, admitting that there are people with black influence in the sect is almost equivalent to admitting that one's "innocence" and will attract countless strange looks and even exclusion.

"This……"

Faced with this question, Yuwen Ze chose to remain silent. After all, although Feiyun Manor did not emphasize it when recruiting disciples, he had never seen any of the disciples in the manor as far back as he could remember.

"Heh, so it seems your Flying Cloud Manor is like this too. If that's the case, then why bother..."

Mo Yulong sneered upon seeing this, but before he could finish speaking, Bai Yue, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly slapped her forehead in frustration, interrupting him from what he was about to say.

"Oh no, the People's Protection Alliance has been established for so long, how could I forget about the rules? Grandpa Ming, is it too late for me to set the rules now?"

Bai Yue shouted loudly in Ming Jingxing's direction.

"Of course, you're the leader, so your word is law!"

Ming Jingxing nodded, then suddenly shouted.

"Hey, my dear grandson, I'm about to announce the rules of the sect. All of you shut up!"

The whistle silenced the crowd, and Bai Yue coughed before speaking slowly.

"Our Democratic League is still small in scale and shallow in foundation, so I hereby establish our first rule, which will never be changed!"

She paused for a moment, then spoke clearly, word by word.

"All honest and righteous people, regardless of their origin, skin color, appearance, customs, or beliefs, as long as they have good intentions and are willing to use their strength to protect the peace and tranquility of the people... Our Democratic League opens its doors and sincerely welcomes them!"

"What? Regardless of where you come from?"

These words shocked everyone present. A glint flashed in Mo Yulong's eyes, as if he had seized a perfect weakness, and he immediately pressed for an answer, "Oh? What the White Alliance Leader said… could it be that the Ukrainians can join your People's Protection Alliance?"

"Of course, since I said it doesn't matter what one's background is, that naturally includes the Ukrainians!"

Bai Yue met his provocative gaze without flinching.

"My God, isn't this just contradicting us on the spot? This White Plague God really has some nerve!"

Below the arena, a commotion erupted, and everyone looked at Bai Yue with shock in their eyes.

"Alliance Leader Bai! It is understandable that you are young and impetuous and have a kind heart, but you must not forget that 'those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts.' Such indiscriminate acceptance of disciples will surely bring disaster in the future!"

Murong Chuan snorted coldly when he saw Bai Yue contradicting him in public.

"That's right, Ukrainian, that's pure cunning. If you have someone like that as a follower, your People's Protection Alliance will be finished sooner or later!"

Chen Jinlong didn't bother to be polite with Bai Yue and started cursing directly.

"Are those who are not of our kind necessarily of different minds...?"

After repeating the sentence, Bai Yue suddenly raised her head and addressed everyone below the arena.

"That statement may be true, but I also know another saying: prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain that is difficult to move no matter how hard you try."

Her gaze swept over the faces below the stage, faces filled with rejection and disdain for the Ukrainians.

"But at least we can... not add a single stone or a single clod of earth to this mountain from our own bodies."

"And I, Bai Dazhuang, and even the People's Protection League, am willing to be the one who tries to move mountains. Perhaps I am dull, but I have a clear conscience."

After Bai Yue finished speaking, an eerie silence fell around the arena.

Some people pondered it deeply, some were dismissive, and some even thought she was naive and ridiculous.

"Alright! I, Yuwen Yi, am the first to support Brother Dazhuang! The rules of the People's Protection Alliance are my rules!"

Yuwen Yi was the first to react, and suddenly raised his arms and shouted.

"What Alliance Leader Bai said is precisely the original intention of Forget-Worry Valley in saving the world. With such a broad mind, Alliance Leader Bai, how can you not achieve great things?"

Fu Wenzhu suddenly spoke up, which made some martial arts practitioners who had benefited from the Valley of Forgetfulness nod in agreement.

"That's true. I once received help from a Ukrainian. Not all of them are bad people!"

"Yes, since we're all in the Martial Alliance, as long as we're willing to uphold the righteous path, what's the difference between being a Wuren or not!"

Scattered voices of support gradually rose, intertwining with those of doubt and ridicule.

Mo Yulong's face turned ashen. He wanted to say something more, but Mo Qingyan glared at him fiercely, so he could only shut up and dared not speak again.

"It is truly rare for young friend Bai to possess such benevolence and courage."

The silent Master Yinian suddenly bowed to Bai Yue.

"However, I have a question: if you were to pass away in the future, young friend Bai, would you pass on your position as leader of the alliance to a Wu person?"