The moment Song Shi said this, the entire room froze in deathly silence.
What had happened? Were they hallucinating? The turn was too abrupt—they could not process it!
Wasn't tonight supposed to be about taking down Shen Lang? How had it reversed? Tian Heng was the quickest to react. Every hair on his body stood on end like a wild beast sensing danger.
Damn! There was a conspiracy—a huge conspiracy.
His first instinct was to look at Shen Lang, because Shen Lang had screwed him over far too many times.
Sure enough, that incomparably handsome face of Shen Lang's still wore an innocent, harmless smile.
Tian Heng's fierce desire to survive made him want to turn around and leave at once.
But his sharp instincts told him that he could not leave!
Shen Lang, that vicious pretty boy, had already set his sights on him. Once this venomous man bit down on his prey, he would never let go.
Only then did Zhang Chong and Yan Wuji, the two great figures, look directly at Shen Lang for the first time.
City Lord Liu Wuyan was utterly stunned as well. Feeling suddenly thirsty, he drank a cup of water and rasped, "Song Shi, have you been so overcome with grief that you're speaking nonsense?"
Then he shot Song Yi a savage glare.
Tian Heng's gaze was even sharper, stabbing toward Song Yi like knives.
How had he disciplined his wife? He needed to make her change her story immediately, or he was dead! Of everyone present, Song Yi was the most horrified. He stared at his wife in complete disbelief.
This... was this really the wife who had followed him for over a decade? Why did she feel so unfamiliar?
Song Yi rasped, "Wife, what's wrong with you? Have you gone