Mo Zigui and Old Daoist Mo insisted that they had been set up by Ming Disha.
They had not coveted Fatty Liu's divine artifact, nor had they subjectively intended to harm him.
Old Daoist Mo and Ming Disha had never had any cooperative relationship at all.
But Fatty Liu firmly believed that Old Daoist Mo and Ming Disha were in cahoots, that this was an assassination attempt by the Mo Family against him!
This was a blatant grab for his divine artifact!
The Three Brothers sat off to the side, chatting.
At this point, the Liu sisters had also arrived. Listening to the argument between both sides, they frowned tightly.
Lu Chengwen, meanwhile, had been trimming his nails the entire time.
After listening for a while, Liu Rufeng leaned close to Lu Chengwen. "What exactly is going on here?"
Lu Chengwen shrugged. "They're negotiating interests."
"Aren't they investigating the truth?"
Lu Chengwen was quite surprised that Liu Rufeng, half a leader of the Tianwu Clan, could be so innocent.
He smiled. "The truth doesn't matter."
"The truth doesn't matter?"
"Of course not," Lu Chengwen said. "It's like two companies trying to cooperate, and some link in the middle goes wrong, so both sides argue. The argument itself isn't centered on the truth or who bears responsibility. It's centered on interests."
"I don't understand. But if they clear things up, wouldn't it all become obvious?"
Lu Chengwen leaned closer to Liu Rufeng. "Do you think Fatty Liu is really an idiot? He already knows Old Daoist Mo was wronged in this matter."
"Huh!?"
Liu Rufeng looked at Fatty Liu in disbelief.
"Then why is he still refusing to let it go?"
Lu Chengwen said, "He wants the Mo Family to owe him. Right now, he just needs to insist that the