Five pressing gazes fell on Xu Xiaoshou at once.
Other than Fu Zhi and Qiu Xuan, the other three wore doubt all over their faces.
Yet no matter how suspicious they were, Xu Xiaoshou, as the party involved, still had the right to speak.
When he spoke, they had no choice but to listen.
"So, here's what happened..."
Xu Xiaoshou sorted through the new story in his mind and quickly said:
"Zhang Residence and I had a grudge, you see. Back at Tiansang Spirit Palace, that Zhang Xinxiong fellow wanted to kill me and kept targeting me. Left with no choice, I defended myself and struck back."
"There's always some truth in the old saying: when the little one dies, the old one comes out."
"Not long after I left the Spirit Palace, I encountered a Throne-level assassin."
At this, he looked toward Qiu Xuan and Liu Jing.
"You two should know that, before that giant axe fell from the heavens upon the City Lord's Manor that day, a Throne battle took place not far from the Pill Tower."
"I'm not lying, am I?"
The Yin-Yang Protectors exchanged glances and nodded.
To be honest, they still had not figured out what that Throne battle had been about.
The only thing they had established was that anyone who dared make a move in Tiansang City had to be punished.
But in the end, the companions summoned by that scruffy uncle had been too terrifying. With one axe strike, they had split the City Lord's Manor's protective formation in two.
That was why the protective formation, still imperfectly repaired even now, could be blasted apart by Xu Xiaoshou's explosive attack, which had not even reached the Path-Cutting level.
"And what happened that day?"
Liu Jing asked.
If she remembered correctly, Xu Xiaoshou