This made things troublesome. They could hardly believe that Ye Han, Ye Zong's adopted son, would lie. On top of that, the City Lord had been absent for a long time that evening, which gave them plenty to ponder.
Ye Xiu's grip on his chair's armrest gradually tightened. He had not expected that old bastard Shen Hong to strike first and sling mud at Nie Li.
Ye Shuo understood as well. Ye Han must have been in contact with the Sacred Family all along. Otherwise, with this matter kept so tightly under wraps, how could the Sacred Family have known? Fortunately, Nie Li had saved Ye Zong. Otherwise, Shen Hong might really have succeeded in framing them today.
Huyan Xiong watched the suspicion on the family heads' faces and knew it was time for him to step in.
He laughed, rose to his feet, and said Shen Hong must be joking. He had just seen Ye Zong at the City Lord's Mansion, brimming with the vigor of a dragon and tiger, and there was no telling when he might break through to Legendary rank. As for Ye Han, when had the Sacred Family seen him? Once Ye Zong returned, he would see just how Shen Hong explained himself.
Shen Hong snorted coldly and said the City Lord's cultivation was supreme. Aside from Lord Ye Mo, he was practically unrivaled. He did not believe anyone could successfully assassinate him either-but what if the person who struck was someone he trusted most?
The implication was that Huyan Xiong was also one of the accomplices who had assassinated Ye Zong.
That infuriated Huyan Xiong. The accusation was simply too vicious.
Still, after taking a deep breath, he forced himself to endure it.
He absolutely could not lose his temper now. Judging by the