Xu Yi sent a thought: "It's fine. I'd like to know what you intend to accuse me of."
As soon as his thought reached them, Xie Hua spoke. "Reporting to Director Mu, I can prove that the City God statue in the City God Temple was destroyed by Xu Yi."
When he finished, Jiang Yu, Zhou Mingfu, and the others all gaped, their jaws dropping in unison. A thought sprang into all their minds at once: It was the dead of night in the Eastern Judgment Prefecture, so dark they couldn't see their own hands. This testimony was nothing short of the greatest mockery of the Great Edict of the Underworld.
Xu Yi felt no surprise, only regret. He had assumed that, with the system in place, as long as their struggle stayed within its bounds, he could remain part of it when the dust settled.
But Xie Hua's words shattered his last illusion. They had no shame left to lose—would they care about the rules and limits of a struggle within the system? They were clearly out to get him, by any means necessary. He was destined to have no place in this system.
After Xie Hua finished, everyone fixed their eyes on Xu Yi, waiting for him to refute the accusation. Yet Xu Yi remained silent.
Mu Kuang felt as if he'd thrown all his strength into a punch only for it to hit empty air. The sudden letdown was almost unbearable. "Criminal Xu Yi, do you have anything to say?"
Xu Yi smiled faintly. "I did it. I was in a foul mood today, so I smashed it with one punch."
"You!"
Mu Kuang nearly spat blood. Su Shun's face darkened, and everyone looked at one another, utterly awkward.
This was nothing like they'd planned. After Xie