Setting a Trap

As Wang Haoran's words fell, the expressions of the Heaven Ranking experts present shifted.

Wu Xingtian had kept these foreign clans from raising their heads for over a century all by himself.

These foreign clans hated Wu Xingtian to the bone.

Now that Wu Xingtian had finally reached the end of his lifespan, none of them were willing to let this opportunity slip away.

If Wu Xingtian broke through his lifespan limit, it would be an absolute catastrophe for these foreign clans.

Only with Wu Xingtian dead could they truly rest easy.

Wang Haoran's words tempted everyone present.

However, no one there was a fool. They would not believe Wang Haoran so easily.

"Who is Ye Wuhen? How could she be so easily handled by you? I think it is more likely that Ye Wuhen has bewitched you, that you have already defected to the enemy, and that you are trying to lure us over so Wu Xingtian can wipe us all out in one stroke." A Heaven Ranking monk from Tian Zhu stared deeply at Wang Haoran as he spoke.

Including Qianhe Zhenyi, all the Heaven Ranking experts present fixed Yagyu Ichiro with unfriendly looks.

"I have my own ways of dealing with women. Since you don't believe me, just pretend I never said anything," Wang Haoran said.

"Your word alone is difficult for everyone to trust. Show us some tangible evidence," Qianhe Zhenyi said.

"I do have evidence. If Lady Qianhe wishes to admire my heroic bearing, I can show it to you." Wang Haoran gave a strange smile.

Seeing his lecherous expression, Qianhe Zhenyi frowned deeply, but she still said, "Bring it over. I want to inspect it."

Wang Haoran rose, switched on Yagyu Ichiro's phone, and opened the photos he had prepared beforehand.

At first, he