Over on the Changlin Clan's side, they were wildly singing Lin Heng's praises.
The methods were exactly the same as back when someone had deliberately spread rumors, saying he was cunning, lustful, and had Dao companions by the flock.
Last time, setting up a frame and roasting him over the fire had been Jiang Zhenqing's deliberate doing.
This time, someone had built a whole stage, and it was obvious they wanted to draw the fire toward his side.
When Lin Heng heard the rumors outside, his expression did not look very good. Though he did not care how others saw him, propping him up this high made their intentions clear as day.
He seriously suspected that people from the Nine Dust Alliance were stirring up trouble.
"You think I did it?"
"Don't shove everything onto our Nine Dust Alliance. These days, I've been obediently staying in the Dao Palace so Brother Heng can feel at ease."
"If Brother Guo thinks of his little sister like that, little sister will be sad." Dugu Yueli pursed her lips as she stood under the flower-peach tree, carrying a basket on her back while picking the fruit above.
She did not even turn her head to glance at Lin Heng.
"It really wasn't you people?"
"??? -? ? -? ?? Do you think I'm like you, liking to play schemes in the shadows? Besides, if we did it, what would we gain?"
"Make the people of the immortal clans grow vigilant, then all rush over in one swarm to kill you?"
"Right now, everyone wants to recuperate for a while. Who would want the immortal clans to come attacking so quickly!" Little Yueli bit her lip, very annoyed to see him suspicious and unconvinced.
"Hiss..." Lin Heng rubbed his chin. "Then that's strange. It