"Immortal Fuyuan?!"
At that, Yang Jian glanced at Lu Chuan. His eyes flickered for a moment, and his face finally darkened. Through gritted teeth, he said, "That old bastard."
"Immortal Fuyuan schemed against me?"
Yang Chan froze. "Brother Lu, you've mentioned several times that he used that scholar to scheme against me, but clearly I was the one using that scholar..."
Yang Jian looked at Lu Chuan, who was standing off to the side in a daze, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, all of this may still be because Third Sister, you inadvertently saved that scholar, right, True Martial?"
Because Xiaotian Dog had overheard Lu Chuan and Hong Jin's conversation, he had also quickly deduced the general outline.
Lu Chuan said nothing.
Yang Chan grew even more confused. "I saved that scholar?"
"You're an immortal. Originally, you had no connection whatsoever with that scholar, but not only did you save him, you even let him see your true form. That created a connection between you, and they saw an opportunity."
Yang Jian's gaze flickered as he said, "If I'm not mistaken, they must have stirred up that scholar's threads of love, made him infatuated with you, unable to break free, all because they wanted something to happen between the two of you.
"And you, thinking yourself clever, came up with that foolish method and put the child under your name. Even if they didn't know the inside story, wouldn't this result be exactly what they wanted?"
After saying that, Yang Jian shot Lu Chuan a glance. "Well? I'm right, aren't I?"
Though this was only conjecture, it was also the most reasonable explanation he had deduced.
Lu Chuan froze. "What?"
Yang Jian said indignantly, "I'm asking you, was my deduction right or not?"
After a slight change in expression,