"Brother Heavenly Saint, you need evidence when you speak. Show me the evidence, and I'll leave right away." Qin Shaofeng remained utterly unyielding.
It was as though nothing had happened at all; he actually asked it outright before everyone.
Those who had long since sensed that something was amiss all turned to look over curiously.
"What did that brat do this morning?"
"I also heard that he went to see the Heavenly Saint Old Ancestor again, but I really don't know what he actually did."
"By rights, the Heavenly Saint Old Ancestor shouldn't be this furious. There must be something else we don't know about."
"You think... could he have..."
"Could have what? Can you stop keeping us in suspense?"
"Probably not. I must be overthinking it."
"Can you fucking speak properly or not? Do we all have to beat you up before you'll honestly explain yourself?"
"I-I was just thinking, that brat is a spoiled young master to begin with. Could it be that he knew we couldn't cause trouble this morning, so he planned to snatch someone away right in front of the Heavenly Saint Old Ancestor? Ahem, ahem, I'm just imagining things. Don't take it seriously."
Although that person explained himself this way,
everyone who heard him felt that it was entirely possible.
How could it be easy to make a spoiled young master like him do what a disciple of an aristocratic family ought to do?
Hadn't they seen him dare to humiliate even Young Emperor Cangming in public?
Snatching someone away right in front of the Heavenly Saint Old Ancestor might not be something utterly impossible, might it?
"You still want evidence?"
The Heavenly Saint Old Ancestor's eyes nearly bulged out.
In his towering fury, he could not help coughing repeatedly.
Seeing this, Ximen Bingning