"Wang Chen, your crime has been exposed!"
The burly cultivator's stern roar shook Wang Chen's expression slightly.
What crime had been exposed?
Had Lu Zhishen's identity been revealed, or had his killing of that Purple Mansion disciple come to light?
Yet this sudden attack did not throw Wang Chen into disarray.
His thoughts raced as he asked in a deep voice, "Who are you people, and why have you come to my home to spout nonsense?"
A breath ago, Wang Chen had nearly been bluffed by them.
After all, he did have a guilty conscience.
But Wang Chen's intelligence had not suddenly vanished, and he immediately sensed that something was off.
Whether it was impersonating Lu Zhishen or killing a Purple Mansion disciple, if either matter had truly been traced back to him, the Discipline Hall would never have sat grandly in his home waiting for him.
They would have used the Soul Tablet to apprehend him long ago!
Besides, when he had first entered, the two of them had been stuffing themselves with food and drink.
"Discipline Hall!"
Seeing that he had failed to frighten Wang Chen, the burly cultivator's face darkened. He displayed a Black Iron Token. "There is a case that requires your assistance in the investigation. Come with us."
With a surge of mana, the token immediately emitted a cold, sinister glow.
Wang Chen took half a step back. "Sorry, I'm not free."
There was no doubt about where they came from.
Their clothing and the token in his hand clearly identified them as disciples of the Outer Sect Discipline Hall.
But that was not a reason for Wang Chen to let them order him about.
Their malice was completely undisguised!
Wang Chen had never met this burly cultivator before. He had no idea why the