After pondering for a moment, Zhong Wanchou lowered his head and cautiously asked.
"Young Lord, I have never known Ye Qingyun. How can I win everyone's trust with merely a few words?"
"Besides, Ye Qingyun has not been possessed by the legendary Huo Yun Xie Shen. I fear I will not be able to convince the world."
Qin Anlan said nothing more. He rose to his feet and walked over to the pavilion.
Standing with his hands behind his back, he quietly gazed at the Capital City's streets and alleys.
"They will believe it. Someone will believe you."
A faint smile appeared on Qin Anlan's face as he spoke in an ethereal tone.
"Seeing is believing. Once they see everything before their eyes, they will naturally believe it."
At that moment, an extraordinary aura emerged around Qin Anlan.
He seemed like a god.
Making others dare only to look up at him.
Unable to entertain any other thoughts.
Zhong Wanchou took it all in.
His fear of Qin Anlan was beyond words.
This Young Lord of the Divine Marquis before him was ruthless and vicious to a degree—
Even more terrifying than Zhong Wanchou, a Demonic Cultivator.
He killed without spilling blood; he killed by striking at the heart.
Not only did he want the other party dead, he even wanted to nail them to the pillar of shame.
A hypocrite!
An even greater hypocrite than a hypocrite.
"Young Lord, if I appear before the public and openly identify Ye Qingyun—"
"I fear I will also be hunted down by many righteous people. I may not even be able to keep my life."
Zhong Wanchou suddenly thought of something and asked through gritted teeth.
As a Demonic Cultivator, he absolutely could not show himself in public.
In the Heavenly Flame