I'm Not Angry - Monthly Ticket Request!

"I've explained the situation very clearly. I was standing up for justice. You'd better investigate carefully—don't let a good person's heart turn cold..."

Inside the Imperial Wave Office, Chu Liang sat behind a desk, patiently explaining himself to several black-clad cultivators.

As a Shushan prodigy, a seventh-realm powerhouse, and the Yu Dynasty's imperial brother-in-law, he was naturally treated with great respect and caution by the Imperial Wave Office. They had merely invited him back from outside the city for questioning.

Chu Liang cooperated as well, recounting the matter once more. Seeing the doubtful looks in the Imperial Wave Office cultivators' eyes, he spread his hands. "Publicly snatching away a dancing maiden? Just think about it—I couldn't possibly do something like that. If Long Wuji still hasn't woken up, you can ask at the House of Flowers and find out the truth."

"We've already sent people to question the House of Flowers. Long Wuji has also awakened, and Commander Han has gone to see her," the cultivator opposite him said quietly. "We also believe an immortal sect prodigy would not do such a thing, it's just..."

He did not dare say the rest aloud.

It was just that your master was Empress Feng. If you really had done it, it would have been perfectly reasonable.

The Imperial Wave Office personnel all looked at Chu Liang with a trace of fear. They might only have heard about the immortal sect tournament from Empress Feng's generation, but they had witnessed Chu Liang's tournament with their own eyes.

In that battle when the city of Misty Waves was raided at night, the youth before them had personally shattered Fuyou Kingdom's grand dream in an unimaginable way.

From that day onward, Chu Liang had been destined to become a shadow in the hearts of Fuyou