Inside the central hall of the Huangdao Heavenly Palace!
Venerable Daolie sat at the head, with seven or eight elders of the Huangdao Lineage beside him, all of them top figures!
Huangdao Sheng, Huang Jiaoyuan, Huang Jiaoyang, and more than a dozen core disciples of the Huangdao Lineage were all kneeling below.
My son has the makings of a Saint Ancestor!
This was something Venerable Daolie often bragged about outside.
The Little Lion King had always been his pride, as well as the foundation of the Huangdao Lineage's arrogance.
Yet on this day, the greatest humiliation the Huangdao Lineage had suffered in tens of thousands of years had come from those very makings of a Saint Ancestor!
"Outrageous! Shameful!"
The few old men beside Venerable Daolie were so furious they were nearly coughing up blood. Each clenched his fists and ground his teeth, with nowhere to vent their rage!
As the female lead of this incident, Huang Jiaoyang knelt on the ground and kowtowed. She had already said it thousands of times: Li Tianming had done nothing!
"Patriarch, Grandfather! Please believe me, believe me... I swear on my life!" Huang Jiaoyang cried until she was nearly fainting.
Beside her, Huang Jiaoyuan stuck out her tongue.
"It's true! He didn't touch me. He only deliberately created this false impression!" Huang Jiaoyang wailed.
As for Huangdao Sheng, he knelt with his head lowered, fire blazing in his eyes.
He said nothing.
"Sheng'er, what do you have to say?"
Venerable Daolie's face was purple-green as he spoke in a deep voice.
"Father, whether it's true or not no longer matters. Because as long as the rumors think it's true, then it is true... Those watching the spectacle would rather it were true!" Huangdao Sheng said in a low voice.
Once he said that,