"You've already killed him. Who are you putting on a show for?"
Seeing Bai Chen, who had seemed steady and composed before, now like this, Jian Shang's lips twitched. He set down the Pear Blossom Wrought-Iron Spear, now missing its spearhead, and said calmly in all seriousness.
Before his death, Ren Woxing had been convinced that the Xu Family Guild and Bai Chen Association had plotted against him. Now Bai Chen was radiating killing intent, clearly trying to put on a show for Jie Chen and the others to prove she had nothing to do with it. Jian Shang would not deliberately frame her, but there was no reason for him to explain things on her behalf either.
"Jing Qing?!"
Jie Chen's face turned livid. Disbelief, loss, and disappointment mingled in his complicated gaze as he looked toward Bai Chen, whose slender, graceful figure was as beautiful as a painting.
Bai Jingqing was Bai Chen's real-world name.
Even the other members of Yili Hall, including the other four members of the Bai Chen Association, stared at Bai Chen in disbelief, seeming to want to speak but stopping themselves.
"You..."
Bai Chen was so furious that she could not speak. Her star-like eyes blazed with fire, and her arms trembled with rage.
"Hehe..."
Jian Shang chuckled softly, waved a large hand, and walked on his own toward the grand chair at the center.
Having received Jian Shang's signal, the Black Wolf Cavalry blocking the doors and windows swiftly dispersed. People soon entered the hall to clean up the aftermath.
"Jing Qing, who exactly is he? If you wanted to deal with Ren Woxing, couldn't I have done it? Why did you seek him instead of me?"
Seeing Jian Shang act this way, Jie Chen believed his suspicions even more. His face