C192 Behind Intention

Everyone offered incense to Qiao Zhi one by one, their expressions solemn and respectful. No matter what Qiao Zhi did when he was still alive, he had always been on the same side later on.

He was just like a soldier on a battlefield. No matter how vile his comrades-in-arms were, in the end, he was still comrades-in-arms on the same battlefield. Besides, if they were in the martial arts world