That bastard Ji Jue's approach really did work. Never mind who was right or wrong—once the accusation landed, Xu Lingwei's face instantly turned green, and he nearly cursed aloud.
But Lou Feng pressed forward without pausing, almost standing right in Xu Lingwei's face as he demanded, "Then who belongs to the Evil Transformation Cult? You?!"
He pointed at Xu Lingwei's nose, then turned around and swept his finger across the grim, ashen faces, calling them out one by one. "You? You? Or you? Why aren't you saying anything?"
He paused, then asked bluntly, "Surely your entire Xu Family isn't involved?"
This mad dog!
Xu Lingwei's eyes nearly split with rage. He almost crushed the armrest in his hand.
The bastard acted like he had rabies, biting everyone he saw, lunging in and tearing into them. He wasn't even pretending anymore. He had come looking for a fight!
"Stop spouting bullshit, Lou!"
Xu Lingwei rose and roared, "Do you really think our Xu Family will let you push your luck again and again?!"
"Really?"
Lou Feng seemed amused. "Before you open your mouth, shouldn't you check whether you've cleaned up your own mess? After all, the entire Federation knows what the Xu Family's standards are like.
"You already colluded with the Usurper and did so many shady, disgraceful things. How long has it even been? Compared with betraying your own people like that, a little illicit involvement with the Evil Transformation Cult hardly seems worth mentioning."
"I think you really have gone insane!"
Xu Lingwei exploded. "Just because you're insane, do you think everyone else in the world is too? You're making accusations this outrageous without even needing evidence?
"If you dare keep this up, don't blame me for—"
"For what?"
Lou Feng cut him off carelessly and stepped forward again,