It was all because last night was too tiring! Bibi Dong was filled with shame and indignation!

The burly man's grief-stricken appearance infected many of the people around him, and for a moment, public outrage boiled over.

Yu Luomian froze completely.

His head buzzed, and he almost thought he had misheard.

What?

Spirit Hall's knights... had all died in battle?

What kind of joke was this?!

The ones who had died were clearly the elites of their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan! They had been killed by that neither-man-nor-woman Chrysanthemum Douluo!

How had the burly man's account become the complete opposite of the truth?

"Brother, have you perhaps... misunderstood something?"

Yu Luomian forcibly suppressed the storm raging in his heart and tried to verify things in a rational tone.

"As far as I know, the truth seems to be... otherwise."

However, the moment he said that, the grief and indignation on the burly man's face instantly turned to fury.

He flung off Yu Luomian's arm. His bull-like eyes, wide as brass bells, were filled with vigilance and hostility.

"Misunderstood?"

The burly man suddenly raised his voice, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

"This is all the truth! How could it possibly be fake?!"

He thrust out a thick finger, nearly poking Yu Luomian in the nose.

"Those knights who sacrificed themselves were still shouting with their last breaths, warning everyone to beware of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's ambush!"

"And those civilians who were lucky enough to escape back are all witnesses! And you actually dare say we misunderstood?!"

"The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's vile deeds are backed by irrefutable evidence! What is there to misunderstand?!"

Yu Luomian's scalp went numb.

He realized that the seriousness of the situation had far exceeded his imagination.

This was no longer a simple rumor.

This was a "fact" that had taken root in people's hearts!

"No... what I mean is..."