Yang Zhi and Li Feng exchanged glances, both of them immediately feeling that things had become a mess.
But at that moment, Li Feng finally stepped forward and roared heavily, "You bastards, what evidence do you have that Ten Thousand Victories Team members were the ones who attacked first and tried to steal your things?"
The moment those words fell, Sikong Jing could not help but laugh.
"Li Bajue, what we said was that we were attacked. We never said we knew whether the attackers were Ten Thousand Victories Team members."
"Could it be that the people who attacked us were Ten Thousand Victories Team members?"
"Could it be that Ten Thousand Victories Team members are allowed to rob our things? Is the Tyrant Heaven Battle Team allowed to rob one another?"
The moment these words came out, Li Feng was left utterly speechless, while Wan Tonghui stared in dumbfounded disbelief.
Sikong Jing had simply struck first to gain the upper hand. They had openly taken the stance of admitting that they had killed them, yet claimed they did not know who had attacked them. If they now admitted it had been Ten Thousand Victories Team who attacked first, then it meant Ten Thousand Victories Team had indeed attacked them first.
And there was another crucial point to their move—it would gradually make Duanmu Chun lean toward their side.
Th-this-this... how could they possibly salvage this now?
"You're spewing nothing but twisted nonsense. The so-called attack on you is completely fabricated. No one was trying to steal your things at all."
"You merely saw people from Ten Thousand Victories Team passing by, became consumed by jealousy, and killed them."
At last, Yang Zhi stepped forward calmly.
He had finally pulled the matter out of the rhythm Sikong Jing and Yang