Hui Kai turned his head and looked at the woman.
The woman raised her head and gritted her teeth. "Reporting to you, sir, Song'er is Hui Kai's son."
Hui Kai was stunned. He wanted nothing more than to slap the woman dead. Damn it, she was actually framing him!
The others were also horrified. "Madam, you can't just make things up!"
"Madam."
"Madam."
Old Qiu watched in silence. This woman hadn't cultivated the Wushang Dao. She was protecting her son.
Lu Yin said, "You heard her. A mother wouldn't mistake her child's father."
"This is troublesome. What do you think I should do? Wei Qi is dead, and Wei Song isn't City Lord Wei's son. I couldn't come all this way and do nothing, and I wouldn't know what to tell the people of Canglan Valley when I got back." As he spoke, his gaze turned cold, settling on Hui Kai. "Either everyone in the City Lord's Mansion dies, or you die. After all, you're City Lord Wei's junior fellow apprentice, aren't you?"
Hui Kai was horrified. This man was after him.
Inside the City Lord's Mansion, everyone hurriedly begged for mercy. Of course, they would rather Hui Kai die.
Hui Kai looked up at Lu Yin. At the sight of his icy gaze, his whole body stiffened. How could this be happening?
As Bing Xu's disciple, he had always been free to roam his civilization. He had never imagined this day would come, when his life would be in someone else's hands, all over such a ridiculous excuse. If he died, what would the outside world say? Had he died at Lu Yin's hands, or at the hands of that wicked woman?
He didn't even know whom to hate.
The wind howled. Snow fell across the courtyard of the