"Bullshit!"
Ye Xiaotian let out an angry roar.
Then—
"Slap."
"Thud!"
"Oww~"
Zhao Xidong was sent sprawling to the ground by a single slap.
He covered his face, wiped away the blood from his nose, and climbed back up, feeling as though his whole face had been warped.
Didn't you say I could speak freely if you called on me?
How come you started throwing hands halfway through what I was saying? Couldn't you at least give people a moment to react?
Can't afford to lose, is that it?!
Qiao Qianzhi hurried over and helped him up. Though he wore the face of a peacemaker, he said in a low voice, "Honestly, you should have just said what needed saying. How could you dare voice a conclusion without facts to support it?"
Zhao Xidong looked utterly aggrieved and pointed at the huge pile of jade slips floating in the air.
Weren't these factual evidence?
Even if they were talking nonsense with their eyes open, they couldn't make it this obvious, could they?
He might not have earned merit for finding all this stuff, but he had at least worked himself to the bone!
How had everyone ended up blaming him instead?
"Elder Qiao is right."
Ye Xiaotian calmed his anger, caught his breath, and said, "No matter how much evidence of suspected facts you gather, as long as you haven't witnessed it with your own eyes, everything remains insubstantial."
Zhao Xidong was just about to say something.
Ye Xiaotian cut him off. "Remember, you are now a law enforcer. The land beneath your feet is called the Tiansang Spirit Palace!"
Zhao Xidong's lips moved, but he could not utter a single word.
He was no fool.
On the contrary, he was exceedingly clever. Otherwise, the Dean would never have dispatched