A Roar at Injustice

My words were the evidence.

My words were irrefutable proof.

Fan Lang gave his answer and made his stance clear.

Hearing this, people reacted differently—some were shocked, some impressed, some furious!

Throughout the city, the students of the lower class looked at Fan Lang in midair and heard everything clearly. Only now did they learn what Fan Lang had gone to do on the day he left.

"The mentor actually killed the lord of Heavenly Demon City!"

"He's still as arrogant as ever!"

"Be careful. The mentor killed the city lord, and that involves us too. Heavenly Demon City may turn its attention toward us students."

"That's right, everyone be careful. If the mentor needs us for anything, we should all go help him."

Students everywhere were discussing the matter.

At this moment, the person with the most turbulent emotions in all of Heavenly Demon City was undoubtedly Xian Manyue. She trembled with rage, removed the greatbow from her back, and gave it a slight shake. With a crack, its limbs fully unfolded, stretching over four meters long.

"Fan Lang, you are being utterly unreasonable! You have no evidence at all, yet you stand there spouting nonsense. You have never been to Heavenly Demon Avenue, and you had never even met our city lord before this. I, however, spent over twenty years with him. I know his character better than you do. He commanded Heavenly Demon City and stood against the demon race on equal footing; his contributions to humanity were immense. Not only did you kill him, but you also want to slander him. You are vile beyond measure! No matter how strong you are, you cannot cover the sky with one hand. Today, I will avenge the city lord no matter what!"

Xian Manyue drew her bowstring. Energy