Lin Bai saw that Shi Renshan intended to make an issue of the fact that the Nine Underworlds Demon Palace had not issued any document, so he immediately shifted the blame and dragged Saint Elder Luo Yuanjing into the fray.
Shi Renshan gave two disdainful sneers and said to Lin Bai:
"Emperor's Son, don't you think that statement is rather laughable?"
"Everyone knows that I wasn't targeting Saint Elder Luo Yuanjing."
"Your foolish act of 'wearing a tall hat' is truly a case of there being silver buried right here, yet claiming there is none—in the end, you only made a fool of yourself!"
Leaning back in his chair, Lin Bai knew that this method of framing someone and shifting the blame was crude. He had also fabricated it on the spot, so it was riddled with holes.
Shi Renshan and Saint Elder Luo Yuanjing were both peerless masters of strategy and intrigue. Naturally, they could not be affected by such a low-level tactic.
But Lin Bai did not see it that way. Whether a scheme was crude or sophisticated was irrelevant. What mattered most was whether it worked.
Shi Renshan had seen that Lin Bai was deliberately "wearing a tall hat" and shifting the blame. Saint Elder Luo Yuanjing could see it as well.
But Saint Elder Luo Yuanjing merely smiled faintly. He did not directly respond to Lin Bai's words. Instead, he said to Shi Renshan:
"Elder Shi Renshan, do you also believe this was this Elder's fault?"
The smile on Saint Elder Luo Yuanjing's face gradually froze. Then he said with great seriousness:
"What the Council of Elders discussed and decided naturally falls within this Elder's responsibility to report to the Palace Master."
"But at that time, the Palace Master was not in the Devil Palace, so