A group of people argued, all because they wanted to escape responsibility.
Ye Tian stood with his hands behind his back, an interested look on his face as he watched to see what this situation would ultimately become.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a woman in blue. Her face was somewhat pale, yet she was forcibly enduring it, striving not to make a single sound. Compared to the people around her, she was markedly different.
Ye Tian's gaze settled on her. His expression was deep and cold, like a god looking down upon all things. In his eyes, this entire affair was nothing more than a performance.
The woman in blue seemed to sense it. She raised her head to look at Ye Tian, then hurriedly shifted her gaze away, not daring to meet his eyes again. But after giving it some thought, she felt that acting this way before such an expert might be discourteous, and immediately composed herself.
"This humble woman is Yan Ruyu, daughter of the Ancient Wood Peak's sect master. I would not dare conceal this from you, Immortal Elder. Just now, I clearly saw that it was Li Wuyá of my sect who did it."
Only then did Ye Tian carefully examine the woman. There was nothing to fault in Yan Ruyu's appearance—her eyes were like autumn waters, her brows dark as painted silk.
Moreover, this woman was clever-minded. Though she had appeared somewhat nervous just now, she swiftly regained her composure, immediately revealed her identity, and demonstrated her sincerity. There was not the slightest ripple in her tone, enough to make others believe her.
Yet the moment Yan Ruyu spoke, the man beside her called Li Wuyá immediately showed an angry expression.
"Junior Sister, how can you spout