Qin Yuan spread his hands, neither denying Huyan Zhen's words nor offering a defense.
A faint smile still lingered on his lips. He opened his palm, and a Recording Stone appeared.
Huyan Zhen immediately sensed trouble and swallowed involuntarily.
"Let's see how stubborn that mouth of yours really is!"
As he spoke, Qin Yuan poured Soul Power into the Recording Stone. The scene of Huyan Li hiring a killer and haggling over the price appeared.
For a moment, everyone present was struck speechless.
The bystanders who had been condemning Qin Yuan suddenly felt ashamed. They lowered their heads, afraid to meet his eyes.
"Huyan Zhen, what else do you have to say?" Qin Yuan asked, wearing the ghost of a smile.
Huyan Zhen's face turned livid. He glanced at Huyan Li on the ground, bitterly disappointed that the boy had failed to forge iron into steel.
If he was going to do it, then so be it-but letting some lowlife hold evidence against him was an utter disgrace.
Now that the evidence was conclusive, and Huyan Zhen had never been good at arguing anyway, trying to turn black into white would only make things worse. Given the nature of the spectators at the Great Soul Arena, the Elephant Armor Sect's infamy would spread throughout Heaven Dou City before noon tomorrow.
And Ning Rongrong was a member of the Heaven Dou Second Team, too. Even if Huyan Li had explicitly excluded her from his murder contract, who knew whether he had hinted otherwise? If Qin Yuan made a great fuss over it, the Elephant Armor Sect might well offend the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Huyan Zhen thought for thirty seconds before finally proposing in a low voice, "The Elephant Armor Sect admits defeat in this matter. I will answer for