"It was you!"
Mu Lingze seemed to have sensed something and immediately pinned the blame on him. In an instant, she appeared before Qin Guan.
Qin Guan remained calm. "Without proof, I refuse to accept your slander."
Mu Lingze suddenly seized Qin Guan's wrist, forcibly suppressing her fury. "You think your methods were flawless, that I wouldn't be able to find evidence?"
As she spoke, she abruptly flipped Qin Guan's palm over, brought it beneath her nose, and took a sniff.
Once she confirmed it, Mu Lingze's expression instantly became spectacular.
First she froze, then came disbelief, followed at once by towering humiliation and fury rushing straight to her head.
That cool, exquisitely beautiful face flushed scarlet at a visible speed.
"You..."
Mu Lingze's voice trembled. "What... is that smell on your hand?"
The burning pain in her backside constantly reminded her that Qin Guan had been the one to strike her.
Because she bathed year-round with specially prepared fragrant herbs, she knew that scent better than anyone.
Hearing Mu Lingze's question, Qin Guan's heart skipped a beat.
Little Black Tower: "There's evidence left on your hand, hahaha! Now there's no washing this clean!"
Qin Guan opened his mouth, but not a single word came out.
He had struck Mu Lingze and Liu Shang so many times just now. Though they had been separated by clothing, his palm had inevitably picked up the aura of the two women.
He had been careless!
"I..."
Qin Guan's mind raced. "I, uh... refine pills, so it's unavoidable for my hands to carry the floral fragrance of spiritual ingredients..."
"And you still dare to quibble!"
Mu Lingze's voice was terrifyingly cold. "This Venerable uses an exclusive secret formula blended from several spiritual herbs. There will not be a second one in the entire Southern