"Was what Su Shi'er said true?"
Elder He's gaze fell on Feng Heyu. The powerful pressure instantly made her feel as though she had sunk into a mire once more, unable to move freely.
"What a Yun Ge Sect. What a silver-tongued Su Shi'er!"
"Senior, please see clearly. Miss Mu and our sect's Holy Maiden hit it off at first sight, and she has lived in our Sacred Spirit Cult for many years as an honored guest. How could our cult possibly mean her harm?"
"Just half a year ago, Su Shi'er had the audacity to come to our Sacred Spirit Cult and cause trouble. Amid the chaos, he even killed Miss Mu and several fellow cultivators of our cult. Only after our elders emerged from seclusion did they lead us to the Yun Ge Sect, seeking vengeance for Miss Mu and our fallen fellow cultivators."
Under Elder He's stare, Feng Heyu felt as if thorns were digging into her back. Her mind, once consumed by fury, regained its calm in an instant.
Her thoughts raced, and before long, she blurted out a change in her story, shifting all blame onto Su Shi'er.
"Oh? So that was how it was? Then one of you two sides must be lying."
"Su Shi'er, how do you explain her account?"
Elder He spoke indifferently, his gaze shifting to Su Shi'er.
His somewhat haughty expression remained unchanged as his eyes moved, making it impossible to discern what he was thinking.
Su Shi'er clasped his hands and continued slowly, "The Sacred Spirit Cult flies the banner of righteousness on the surface, yet their hidden crimes are too numerous to write on bamboo slips. Their arrival alongside the Evil Spirit Ghost Cultivators of the Sinful Path is the best proof."
"Outside the sect gate, our Sect