Each Making Their Case

Although Zhao Jian did not understand what "Chen Chen is also a name you can call?" meant, he recognized the anger of Yi Xiang Peak's envoy. He hurriedly shrank back and retreated.

Veiled Chen Chen sneered. "Zhao Jian, considering this is your first offense, I won't stoop to your level. If there is a next time, you will be slapped across the mouth!"

Zhao Jian repeatedly said he would not dare.

Veiled Chen Chen asked Chen Chen, "You said there were two inexplicable neighs. Could they have been from your Misty Hall horses? Weren't all your Misty Hall horses in the woods?"

Chen Chen looked at Changge, then at Yang Ruying and Aunt Qin, before timidly saying, "That was what we thought as well. We had not seen disciples from any other hall nearby for several days, so barring any accident, those horses should have been from Misty Hall."

"But didn't you say they were all in the woods?"

Chen Chen grew anxious. "That was what we thought at first, but afterward, when we carefully thought back on it, it seemed... it seemed Senior Brother Zhao Jian and Senior Sister Xia Zihe had ridden out to call the patrolling disciples. It was only... we did not notice whether they returned..."

The moment Zhao Jian heard this, his expression changed slightly. He was about to step forward, but remembering the warning from before, he stopped himself.

Veiled Chen Chen nodded. "In other words, after discussing it, you, Chen Chen, Changge, and Zhang Xiaohu merely felt that they were Zhao Jian and Xia Zihe's horses. You could not truly confirm it, correct?"

"This..." Chen Chen hesitated, then nodded. "That is correct. I was terrified at the time. The Blood Wolf pack was not far away, and all I could do was pray