Moreover, Ning Fengzhi had seized the moral high ground outright, claiming that he had no choice but to ascend the throne and that everything he did was to improve the lives of Heaven Dou's people.
Although those words sounded false, sometimes all one needed was a pretext.
Coupled with Ning Fengzhi's furious expression and aggrieved tone, they moved quite a few people.
Could Sect Master Ning really be a good man?
The people from Spirit Hall: "..."
If Snake Lance Douluo hadn't personally witnessed you plotting Xue Qinghe's death, we might actually have believed you.
Even Xue Tian was momentarily stunned by Ning Fengzhi's righteous speech. His eyelid twitched, and for a moment, he failed to play along.
Fortunately, Marshal Ge Long picked up the act for him. His face contorted with anger as he roared, "Ning Fengzhi, you treacherous rebel! Death is at your doorstep, yet you still dare spout such outrageous nonsense!"
"My conduct is upright, and my conscience is clear," Ning Fengzhi said with a cold snort.
Thanks to the sterling reputation Ning Fengzhi had cultivated for himself over the years, those ignorant of the truth seemed to believe he had washed away his rebel's stain and become a man forced by circumstances to ascend the throne.
"Then what about Xue Beng?!" Marshal Ge Long recovered his senses and snorted coldly, pointing at Xue Beng. "He isn't the real Xue Beng at all! You must have murdered the real Prince Xue Beng long ago, Ning Fengzhi. This is nothing but an impostor!"
"An impostor?" Before Ning Fengzhi could speak, Xue Beng's eyes turned bloodshot, and he began panting like an ox. "That damned rebel Xue Tian dares slander me!"
"Hmph. Whether it's slander or not, I'll know once I grab your face myself." Marshal Ge Long snorted