But making up a plausible reason on the spot was clearly a little difficult.
Just as Yang Chen did not know how to explain himself, He Tan suddenly shouted from the side, "Ren Hu, don't you think you're going too far? Yang Chen is only at the Heavenly Martial Realm Fourth Level, while Great Emperor Ling Fei was a Spirit Disk Stage Great Emperor. Do you really think Great Emperor Ling Fei's death has even half a coin's worth of connection to Yang Chen? Aren't you being far too overbearing?"
Hua Wu was also so anxious that rage burst forth. "Ren Hu, you are plainly making trouble for no reason."
In their eyes, this was simply utter nonsense.
"Hmph, I will definitely investigate Ling Fei's death to the bottom of it. He Tan, if your Yang Chen truly has no problem, then surely he is not afraid of my investigation, is he?" Ren Hu barked.
He truly did not think Yang Chen was the murderer who had killed Great Emperor Ling Fei, but he simply wanted to disgust Yang Chen. After all, this little fellow had dealt a vicious blow to the prestige of his Ling Nü Sect in the Imperial Trial Tower.
"You!" He Tan's rage soared to the heavens.
At that moment, an idea flashed through Yang Chen's mind. He had been unable to arrange an identity for the Seven-Colored Peacock, so he simply said, "Before joining the Northern Territory Sect, I had quite a few dealings with the Western Forty-Two Commanderies. As it happens, I have a close friend there. She came to see me twenty days ago, and the two of us spent two days drinking freely outside. Surely I do not need to report even that to Senior Ren Hu?"
"Hmph, drinking freely for two