For all the Martial Virtue Star Lord's bluster, even slapping the sword at his waist with a thunderous clang and declaring that he would personally rip out Wu Wen's immortal bone.
What was he really doing?
Spouting nonsense.
What tricky maneuver hadn't Chen Wei seen before? How could he fail to hear the meaning between the lines?
Every other word was about meritorious service and faithful duty. That long string of preliminaries was plainly an attempt to excuse his only son and plead for leniency.
He deliberately humbled himself as far as possible, hoping to turn a major matter into a minor one, then make the minor matter disappear.
Chen Wei saw through him without exposing him, and even went along with the current.
He rose and personally took the clear tea from Ma Muzhi. The clear tea at Tongming Hall was truly clear to the bottom; aside from a wisp of steam, there wasn't even a trace of Immortal Tea's spiritual fragrance.
"Now, now, Star Lord, calm yourself. Don't make yourself ill with anger."
"Have some tea."
With an expression of bitter anguish, Chen Wei shook his head and sighed. "I too believe Wu Wen acted far too recklessly in this matter! Star Lord, you are an upright man whose might awes the Three Realms, a pillar of the Heavenly Court's armies. Yet Wu Wen dared risk violating the Heavenly Laws to recklessly gather incense offerings. If this can be tolerated, what cannot?"
It sounded like an attempt to excuse him, but in truth, he was holding the Martial Virtue Star Lord over the fire.
Sure enough, holding that insipid cup of water, the Martial Virtue Star Lord hesitated. "Ah... actually..."
"Star Lord!"
"Say no more!"
Chen Wei pressed his hand down, cutting him off, and wore an expression