The two Artifact Cloud Sect disciples were so nervous they did not know what to do.
Forgetting Ding Wei's warning, Taishu Shancheng rushed to answer, "Mr. Ding, how can they admit to something that never happened? Is Misty Pavilion going to twist the facts and force them to confess?"
At a time like this, he had no choice but to speak up for them. He feared the two disciples would not withstand the pressure.
Ding Wei fixed him with a cold stare. "Did you not hear what I just said? Do you need me to shut your mouth for you? I'll warn you one more time: if I do not permit you to answer, then shut up!"
Taishu Shancheng was filled with grief and indignation, but helpless nonetheless. He closed his mouth, though he looked toward the two disciples, the meaning clear: do not speak carelessly.
Xuan Yao took out a list, ran his finger down to the Artifact Cloud Sect entries, and interjected, "Who is Taishu Xun? Who is Taishu Li?"
The disciple on the left among the two Artifact Cloud Sect disciples cupped his hands and replied, "Taishu Xun."
The one on the right cupped his hands. "Taishu Li."
Putting away the list, Xuan Yao shouted, "The Command Envoy told you two to answer. Did you not hear?"
The two disciples exchanged nervous glances. Taishu Xun suddenly gathered his courage and said, "We do not know what Mr. Ao Feng means. We committed no violations in the Desolate Marsh Deadlands."
Taishu Li added, "This is a false accusation."
Taishu Shancheng immediately heaved a sigh of relief, inwardly gratified.
Ding Wei watched the reactions on the three men's faces for a while, then asked Ao Feng, "Ao Feng, they flatly deny your accusation. Do you have any evidence to