Qian Daoliu Imagined Lin Yan's Origins; Mighty Lion Was Stabbed in the Back for Objecting

Within the magnificent hall, sacred white and gold filled every corner of their vision.

Qian Renxue shielded Lin Yan behind her, facing Qian Daoliu and the assembled Enshrined with unwavering eyes, plainly determined to protect him.

Even though Qian Daoliu's expression had darkened over the Angel Sword, she refused to back down.

The atmosphere was heavy!

The six Enshrined watched like tigers eyeing their prey. Even Qian Daoliu, normally so composed, had begun sighing repeatedly.

A long silence followed Qian Renxue's words. Only after a considerable while...

"You're saying..."

"You ate a few stalks of immortal herb recorded in the Ye Family's ancient texts and went straight from level 52 to level 71, even condensing four Spirit Rings on your own because of your Martial Soul!"

"Afterward, you learned through Telepathy that Ning Rongrong was in danger, and in your fury, the Angel Sword just happened to appear before you for no reason!"

"Finally, you also had a Mind-Reading Technique, discovered Xue'er's true identity and intentions, and used Spirit Hall's backing to forcibly kill Chen Xin?"

Qian Daoliu truly struggled to contain his emotions as he spoke. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and coupled with the oppressive aura of a level 99 Peerless Douluo, he was downright terrifying.

Yet even under these circumstances, Lin Yan answered affirmatively without blushing or missing a heartbeat.

"Yes! Everything you said is absolutely correct!"

At that, Mighty Lion finally lost it!

"Correct, my ass!"

"Eldest Brother, do you actually believe this nonsense?"

"Even a fucking made-up story shouldn't sound like this! Why not say you inherited a Divine Trial outright?"

Mighty Lion Douluo was blunt by nature and could never keep his thoughts to himself. He immediately laid into Lin Yan, craning his neck and shouting until his