Clearly, Yu Liman knew, Leng Chan knew, and even Old Xin and Fu Wang all knew that Sikong Jing could become one with his mount.
Yet he, the lofty Grand Heaven Decider, knew absolutely nothing...
To Murong Jianyun, this was naturally a tremendous loss of face.
But who told him not to seek out Sikong Jing from the beginning? Who told him to play mysterious at first, weighing all sorts of pros and cons in secret without fully supporting Sikong Jing? Naturally, the latter had no reason to tell him.
Had he not held onto his bottom line in the end and refrained from voting recklessly, things would not be as they were now.
Across from him, Yu Liman was stunned by those words, but quickly figured it out.
The Grand Heaven Decider truly seemed to know nothing. So this had been Sikong Jing's own decision—he had made the decision to face the Thousand Kings Holy Tower with immense courage, under circumstances where he had received almost no one's support.
With that thought, Yu Liman asked in return, "Grand Heaven Decider, don't tell me you still don't know why so many people supported him?"
Murong Jianyun's old face reddened even further.
He dearly wanted to go over and tell Yu Liman to stop asking questions and get straight to the point.
This Grand Heaven Decider had his pride too.
Seeing Murong Jianyun's expression, Yu Liman understood completely. Without waiting for him to ask again, he said, "Old Fu has more say in this matter."
The moment the words fell, everyone immediately looked toward Fu Wang...
Fu Wang's face abruptly darkened, and he had the urge to curse his mother.
Damn it, how did Yu Liman know Sikong Jing had dealt with him? Someone actually knew about how he had been