The plaza fell silent as everyone watched the situation unfold, many still unable to understand what had happened.
Naturally, many people knew Mo Cheng. Yet for Yun Leng to bring this up at a time like this was completely out of left field. Could it be that he believed Xiao Yan was the one who had killed Mo Cheng?
The thought made everyone want to laugh. Mo Cheng had been a Dou Spirit for many years, while Xiao Yan was, at most, only a Da Dou Master. The gap between them was as vast as heaven and earth. How could Xiao Yan possibly have anything to do with this?
Ignoring the whispers throughout the plaza, Yun Leng merely stared fixedly at Xiao Yan, waiting for his answer.
Xiao Yan's hand trembled faintly within his sleeve. He pressed his lips together tightly, took a deep breath inwardly, and suppressed his racing heartbeat. Then he slowly turned around to face the vast plaza and its countless Misty Cloud Sect disciples once more. His calm voice drifted through the square like a breeze. "What do you mean by that, Elder Yun Leng? Do you think I was the one who killed Mo Cheng?"
"Is that so?" Yun Leng gave a low chuckle and pointed toward Ge Ye beside him. His deep voice rang across the plaza. "Yanran and Ge Ye happened to attend Mo Cheng's birthday banquet back then, so they were present at the scene. Ge Ye even personally fought that mysterious man. During their exchange, he caught sight of the man's face. Though it was only a hurried glimpse and somewhat unclear, only just now did he dare confirm that the mysterious man was you, Xiao Yan!!"
Yun Leng's eyes flew open as he shouted sharply.
Silence!
A deathly silence!
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