Is Foolishness More Deserving of Death Than Greed?
Gong Si's lips trembled as she asked softly, "Big Brother, don't you have anything to explain?"
Gong Si still clung to a sliver of hope.
What she had believed was a quest for justice, an effort to rid the Northern Territory of a scourge, had in truth been nothing more than helping a tyrant commit evil.
From beginning to end, she had been toyed with and deceived... by the person she trusted most.
Gong Si felt as though her heart had been placed over a fire and slowly roasted, the agony unbearable.
If Gong Xi had truly colluded with evil cultivators, then Gong Qi being pierced through the heart by an arrow had been part of his scheme from start to finish.
Gong Xi had stolen Gong Si's arrow and shot it into Gong Qi's heart, flawlessly staging a killing with a borrowed knife.
He had even taken the chance to play the good man, deceiving Gong Si into going to Immortal Volcano to undergo Nirvana and fabricating the appearance that she had fled in fear of punishment.
If that were all, it would have been one thing.
Gong Xi had deliberately arranged for someone to lure Gong Qi to the Immortal Venerable's residence, where she found the sleeping Gong Si.
Rumors had originally run rampant everywhere, all claiming that Gong Si's disappearance was connected to Gong Xi.
Now, not only was Gong Si unharmed, she had even passed safely through the perilous Nirvana period. Gong Xi had successfully extricated himself from the storm of gossip; in the blink of an eye, he had gone from guilty to meritorious.
Within Emperor Phoenix Palace, Gong Si had borne the accusation of murdering Gong Qi, unable to defend herself even with a hundred mouths.