Xu Yi said coldly, "Old Tu, everyone has seen what a masterful actor you are. There's no need to keep showing off. With the Great King here, right and wrong will surely be judged fairly."
Amid the clamor filling the hall, the Fubo Guards had already returned. The White Household divine general leading them reported loudly, "Chu Suiyi, Lang Tianyun, and Jiang Xiaofo were all absent from their residences. There were no signs of a struggle anywhere inside. If something had happened to the three of them, those residences could not have been the crime scenes."
"Tu Wuming, what else do you have to say?"
Xu Yi's voice suddenly rose.
Tu Wuming was both shocked and furious. "How would I know whether those three are alive or dead? I've always been on good terms with them. What would possess me to harm them? Xu, don't shout 'Thief!' to catch a thief. If you have no evidence, I advise you to keep quiet!"
He was truly baffled. He hadn't killed Lang Tianyun and the other two; he knew that perfectly well.
But he also couldn't understand why White Wolf would kill them. It made no sense. As a result, he no longer had quite enough confidence to pin the blame on him.
"I'll say it again: If you don't want people to know, don't do it. You may have had no reason to kill those three, but someone else might have. Tu Wuming, when you tried to murder me, I noticed you. As our battle began, I saw a figure move behind your curtain. Who was that person? Do you dare let the truth come to light?"
Xu Yi's voice rose again, shaking the hall with boundless force.
He'd told the lie until he believed it himself. That was the highest