Qing Zhe was a bit of a show-off. Give him a chance to perform and a stage to perform on, and he could put on quite a show. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the leader of that group of Mushroom People.
He made his point very clearly, in a way that was easy to understand.
Then he elaborated, guiding everyone's thinking and setting the pace of the discussion.
Without anyone noticing, he had seized control of the conversation and drawn everyone's attention to himself.
"Every one of you has seen more of the world than I have. If one set of such similar details could be a coincidence, could the second be one too? The same thing happened twice in different places over a short period. So I have to ask you all: is it possible that someone is behind this? And could that person be one of us?"
Qing Zhe had finally revealed his real intention.
Even Old Ba, who had disliked him from the start, now understood: Qing Zhe was trying to pin the blame on Zu Yao and the other two Mushroom People.
Until now, Old Ba had preferred Zu Yao and his companions to Qing Zhe. But lately those three had been spending so much time with Qian that they practically seemed to have joined the Treasure Tree Clan.
Old Ba found that deeply irritating. He thought the three of them were acting like fools.
On top of that, Qing Zhe's words had helped clear Old Ba of suspicion. His attitude toward Qing Zhe quickly shifted from hostility to appreciation.
Wasn't he just making baseless accusations?
If you compared the two groups of Mushroom People, most people wouldn't have found it easy to tell them apart at first glance.
"It was you who warned us that