When he saw everyone's gaze converging here, Nie Qing's fury flared even hotter.
He roared and was about to charge forward, but wouldn't that be playing right into their hands? How could Ye Xiu stand by and watch?
With a reach of his hand, he grabbed Nie Qing and pressed him down.
Ye Xiu calmly stepped forward and looked at Gu Mengsheng and the other man before him.
"You said it yourself—nothing can be judged by nothing but a person's mouth."
"Since you say the words of the Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe cannot be trusted, are your words trustworthy, then?"
"Everyone is speaking with one mouth. Why trust someone with a bad reputation instead of someone with a good one?"
Gu Mengsheng clearly had not expected someone as logical and clear-minded as Ye Xiu to emerge from among the muscle-brained Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe.
He paused slightly, then his eyes rolled, and he immediately changed his tune.
"I never said everyone had to believe me. I'm merely offering a reasonable guess. Is that not allowed?"
"Besides, do you really think we care about that spiritual herb?"
At those words, Nie Qing spat and stepped forward.
"If you don't care about the spiritual herb, why did you secretly play dirty?"
"If you don't care about the spiritual herb, why are you clinging to this matter here?"
"If you don't care about the spiritual herb, what did you come looking for me today for?"
Nie Qing's string of questions set the crowd buzzing, but Gu Mengsheng suddenly curled his lips into a smile.
"I simply can't stand how you Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe people are vicious as hell when you strike, yet usually put on such honest and guileless faces."
"In the wilderness, it is the law of the jungle. If your Heavenly Craftsmen Tribe