Mad Wolf Gang Leader Shen Wanjue saw Lu Xuan's footsteps come to a halt, and the veins at his temples immediately began throbbing.
He had waited so hard for this day. He could not let this Fang fellow ruin it with just a few words.
Shen Wanjue's five fingers clenched so tightly inside his sleeve that they grew hot, his nails nearly digging into his palm as he continuously cursed Fang Yunshui's countless treacherous tricks.
Yet his face wore an expression of righteous indignation. "Immortal Master!"
"This fiend thirsted for blood. Half a year ago, he slaughtered Pingshan Village and spared not even the old, the weak, women, or children.
"Such a heartless madman speaks nothing but bewitching lies!"
Shen Wanjue deliberately stressed his words, his voice brimming with grief and outrage.
Yet from the corner of his eye, he stared fixedly at every change in Lu Xuan's expression.
Yang Keshan, the Yang Family Head who had been watching from the sidelines, stepped forward at the right moment. The jade plaque at his waist struck his sword tassel, producing a clear, crisp chime.
This old man, known for his mild and gentle demeanor, now wore a deeply furrowed brow, his silver beard trembling slightly as he spoke. "Gang Leader Shen is absolutely right!"
"Last month, the disciples guarding our trade route were slaughtered for no reason. Every sign pointed to this man."
"That madman Fang Yunshui is ruthless in his methods and utterly without bottom lines. If we blindly trust his words, I fear disaster will follow!"
After speaking, Yang Keshan seemed to casually glance at Shen Wanjue. The two exchanged a knowing look.
Indeed, the matters the two had just mentioned were merely two unsolved cases; the true culprits had never been found.
Thus, without the slightest hesitation, they