Facing Xuan Ming's interrogation, Su Zichen was already terrified beyond measure, yet he still had to maintain an aggrieved, shocked expression on the surface.
To be honest, Su Zichen had truly never expected Yuan Kong to go so far. Without any evidence, he had told Xuan Ming about the matter, turning the situation into this. It had nearly caused his plan to fail at the very last step. If he were caught red-handed today, Su Zichen might as well kill himself on the spot—though before powerhouses like Xuan Ming, who were in the True Martial Realm, he might not even have the chance to do so.
Just as Su Zichen was about to defend himself, Jue Cheng, who had been roasting rabbits in the back, hurried out carrying a plate of braised rabbit and roasted rabbit. He asked in surprise, "What's going on? Why have you all come, Abbot?"
Seeing Jue Cheng, everyone present frowned. Could Jue Cheng have been involved in this matter as well?
But upon further thought, they felt that something was off. If Jue Cheng had betrayed Shaolin Temple, then seventy percent of Shaolin Temple's martial artists would not survive, from top to bottom.
After the other martial artists explained everything, Jue Cheng set down the two plates of rabbit and cried out, "Oh dear! This is all my fault. I didn't think things through. Abbot, if you want to punish someone, punish me!"
Su Zichen hurriedly said from the side, "Abbot, this actually has nothing to do with Martial Uncle Jue Cheng. It was my fault. I should be the one punished."
Seeing this, everyone present felt that something was amiss. This matter did not seem to be as they had imagined.
Xuan Ming frowned. "Jue Cheng, you speak first. Why was Yuan Hai in