Anyone who dared to step forward and side with Yin Ji was almost certainly greedy.
If they weren't insatiably greedy, how could they dare openly oppose Su Xin just because Yin Ji had promised them benefits and they held a little resentment toward Su Xin?
There was no need to doubt whether such greedy people had been up to something on the side. The odds were practically certain.
Of the eight men present, few had clean hands.
A prefecture's Chief Constable was practically a local emperor. The Chief Constables of the various prefectures in Jiangnan Circuit all skimmed some of the cultivation resources sent down from above, more or less. Most of the time, the amounts were small, and as long as no one made a public outcry, Su Xin didn't interfere.
When the water was too clear, there were no fish. Su Xin had always turned a blind eye to such minor matters.
But if you thought Su Xin was deliberately letting them get away with it, you were wrong.
Just like now: it had taken Su Xin only one night to prepare evidence of every crime these men had committed.
The other martial artists who hadn't stepped forward felt deeply relieved, too.
Su Xin hadn't known in advance who would side with Yin Ji, so there was no way he could have gathered the evidence just now. The only explanation was that he'd already had it all on hand, waiting for whoever dared make trouble to give him a reason to bring it out!
"With witnesses and evidence before us, Six Fan Sect law is clear: their crimes warrant death!"
As Su Xin's voice fell, Li Huai struck at once, slicing Zheng Tianhe's throat with a single stroke. Zheng Tianhe fell to the ground, his eyes filled with