Wen Xinyu's words stunned everyone present.
Even Ning Ye was shaken to the core. How could she possibly sense his emotions?
He had never heard of the Black and White Divine Palace possessing such a divine ability.
Just then, the mouse-whiskered old man behind Wen Xinyu suddenly dropped to his knees. "Master, your judgment is clear! I recognize him—it's him! He is one of my enemies! He wants to kill me!"
Hm?
Everyone could not help but turn to look at the old man.
What was this situation now?
Even Wen Xinyu was taken aback. "You? What is this about?"
The old man rapidly explained, "Master, Qiu Bujun once told you that in my early years, I roamed the martial world in search of opportunities, and in doing so, made some enemies. This boy... this boy... is one of the foes I made back then."
Xu Yanwen suddenly understood. "Could it be that you were the one who burned Ning Ye's face?"
Everyone looked at Ning Ye.
Ning Ye merely stared at the old man in silence.
Why?
Why was he helping him?
He could not figure it out.
This old man should be the same one from that amusing tale Xu Yanwen had mentioned earlier, right? Ning Ye could not be certain. If so, it meant he had not been by Wen Xinyu's side for long.
But that was not the issue.
Wen Xinyu had suddenly accused him of wanting to kill her. It had originally been an utterly baseless accusation, and from the expressions of those present, it was clear that they had not expected Wen Xinyu to possess such an ability either.
He could have seized upon that point and argued his way out of it, yet this old man had directly turned the spearhead upon himself.