"Me too!"
"That Lin bastard swindled me out of over a thousand top-grade spirit stones, and he made me wait in vain for more than a month before I could challenge the Trial Tower. He's a beast!"
"This Lin fellow has been notorious for ages, and he still has the nerve to ask for evidence? He's an ungrateful wretch. The moment he sees someone powerful and influential, he bows and scrapes like a grandson. But when he meets someone without power or influence, he immediately puts on a completely different face!"
Quite a few people stepped forward to denounce him. Deacon Lin had originally wanted to defend himself, but beneath the doubts of countless people, his explanations immediately became pale and powerless.
Yang Chen had originally planned to look for evidence, but who would have thought that, in the blink of an eye, plenty of evidence would step forward on its own. It truly was karma coming due. The bitter fruit this Lin fellow had planted himself would sooner or later have to be paid for by him.
After being swindled, most martial artists chose to swallow their anger and endure humiliation. The reason was that they could not afford to provoke Changfeng Main City, and had nowhere to seek justice. That was precisely why Deacon Lin had become so overbearing and could run free beyond the reach of the law.
But now that they had an opportunity, no one minded putting in a word and serving as a witness.
Deacon Lin stood there with his expression taut, sweat pouring down his face. His eyes were filled with despair. He knew that everything was over.
Huo Fengxing's expression was solemn as he stared coldly at Deacon Lin, making the latter feel a chill seep into his heart from behind.
"Good.