Six-Eared Macaque looked coldly at Zhang San. This Zhang San was quite the talker.
Six-Eared Macaque asked, "Since you claim that the demons of our Flower Fruit Mountain attacked you, do you have any evidence?"
Zhang San said, "Of course we have evidence. Those Heavenly Soldiers of ours who were attacked by your demons are the witnesses."
Six-Eared Macaque snorted. Witnesses like that were utterly useless—they were all their own people.
"You have witnesses, but this king has witnesses too." Six-Eared Macaque suddenly revealed a cold smile, taking Zhang San by surprise.
Six-Eared Macaque clapped his hands, and several demons stepped forward. Their faces were covered in injuries, and they limped as they walked.
After arriving before Zhang San, they suddenly spat blood, looking as though they had been gravely wounded.
Zhang San frowned and took two steps back. "Six-Eared Macaque, what are you doing?"
Six-Eared Macaque said, "These subordinates of mine also took part in that conflict just now, but their account seems to differ from yours."
Zhang San furrowed his brows but said nothing.
"Come, tell us what happened." Six-Eared Macaque clapped his hands, and the few of them began speaking with smiles.
A tiger demon said, "A group of us was transporting supplies over there when we were suddenly attacked by Heavenly Soldiers. They claimed we had stolen their supplies and wanted to attack us."
"Exactly. These military supplies were transported from the Aolai Kingdom. They were aid given to us by the Aolai Kingdom and had nothing to do with the Heavenly Court."
The demons' words reached Zhang San's ears. He stared at them with an icy gaze.
Six-Eared Macaque said, "Zhang San, did you hear that clearly? Your Heavenly Soldiers falsely accused us. We were not the ones who deliberately provoked you!"
Zhang San