He knew full well that he had no chance of turning things around. He merely wanted to disgust Yang Chen. Evidence would not be hard to find; if he had truly done this, there was no way Yang Chen would fail to catch evidence against him. Once the evidence became conclusive, not even Great Emperor He Tan would be able to protect him. Besides, Great Emperor He Tan was not by his side.
Unfortunately, all he could do was disgust Yang Chen a little. Before long, several people swiftly made their move, placing a restriction over Yuan Fei's mouth. Yuan Fei could only whimper and howl; he had no way at all to cry out.
Despair completely filled Yuan Fei's face. Guarded by several people and curled up in a corner, he had fallen from his former dazzling glory into the appearance of a prisoner.
This sight drew many sighs, but no one sympathized with him. Most people knew exactly what sort of person Yuan Fei was, and even those from Cloud Tiger Peak loathed him. Take the matter of handing in the keys last time: obtaining the keys had clearly been everyone's achievement, yet Yuan Fei had peeled away nearly half for himself. How could such disregard for others not breed resentment?
The root of disaster had long been planted; it simply had never erupted. Everyone had been wary of Yuan Fei's favor, so they had dared to rage but not speak. Now, with Yang Chen as the fuse, Yuan Fei swiftly became someone everyone wanted to beat. Yet not a single person truly stepped forward to speak up or plead injustice for him.
"Yuan Fei really deserves this."
"At such a critical juncture, the matter of the demon beasts should take priority. War could break out at any