"Was there a misunderstanding?"
"Hmph!"
Zuo Lengchan narrowed his eyes and stared at Yue Buqun for a while before giving a cold snort. Then he sneered,
"Utterly ridiculous!"
"The crimes your Huashan Sect committed have enraged heaven and man alike. Everyone knows about them, and the evidence is conclusive. How dare you argue otherwise?!"
"Fine!"
"Now that the heroes of the land have gathered here, let's see what you, Huashan Sect—and you, Yue Buqun—have to say for yourselves!"
"No matter how you spin it, you and your Huashan Sect are guilty!"
If they had been at Mount Song, there would have been no question of it: Zuo Lengchan would never have given Yue Buqun a chance to speak. He would have ordered everyone to rush in and beat him to death.
After all, only the dead could be saddled with more crimes. That was what they called leaving no witnesses!
By then, even if the Huashan Sect hadn't been a demonic cult, it would have been one. The dead wouldn't come back to clear their names.
But now, there were so many eyes watching. Some old foxes were deliberately keeping quiet and holding back the hotheads, so Zuo Lengchan couldn't just start a fight. He had no choice but to let Yue Buqun speak.
Fortunately, each and every thing the Huashan Sect had done was true, with witnesses and evidence to back it up. It had even been printed in the jianghu news. None of it was something Zuo Lengchan had made up out of thin air, so he wasn't afraid Yue Buqun could turn the tables.
"Heh!"
"'No matter how you spin it' is a bit much. I, Yue, don't have that kind of ability!"
Yue Buqun still wore a smile. Whether he was forcing it or was truly