"Senior Brother Yuan," Fang Xuan called in a low voice.
"You've got some nerve," Yuan Jiankong snapped.
Fang Xuan frowned. "Senior Brother Yuan, have you misunderstood something?"
Shen Hao stepped forward, pointing at Fang Xuan with a face full of resentment. "Fang Xuan, I treated you as a friend, yet your heart is so vicious."
Fang Xuan's expression darkened as well. Was Shen Hao out of his mind?
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"That day in the Underground World, you and Fang Qingxue went back to investigate the demon squad. You clearly seized the treasure and destroyed the altar, yet you told me there was nothing there. When I went to investigate, I was ambushed by Flying Yakshas. Ruo Lan was killed on the spot trying to save me, and you still dare claim you know nothing?" Shen Hao said resentfully.
Fang Xuan sneered. "What does that have to do with me? You should have reported this matter to the sect. Instead, blinded by greed, you abandoned my sister and me to claim all the credit for yourself. Did you not consider that if Yakshas were patrolling there, someone with your cultivation could possibly get close? Miss Ruo Lan died because of your greed. How pitiful, when she trusted you so much."
"Shut up! It was clearly because you stole the treasure that the Flying Yakshas sought revenge! I had a Spirit Item lent to me by Senior Brother Jin. Otherwise, how could those few Yakshas have been my opponents? Senior Brother Yuan, this vile man framed a fellow sect disciple. He is cruel and unrighteous. I ask Senior Brother Yuan to uphold justice for me!" Shen Hao said with grief and indignation.
Only then did Yuan Jiankong notice the black cloth bundle on Fang Xuan's back. He