The younger generation these days truly defied all propriety. They could actually stand by and watch a sect elder take his own life!
Noticing Chen Zi'ang's calm gaze, Zhu Lingyun inwardly lamented his plight, but his hands did not slow in the slightest.
He might have been greedy and afraid of death, but he did not lack the resolve to seek life in the jaws of death.
The sect master's succession ceremony was about to begin. If he could not use his age and seniority to step down safely as Yuezhen City's city lord now, and even wipe away the shortfall accumulated over five hundred years, disaster would undoubtedly descend upon him. He might as well blow up in Chen Zi'ang's face.
The evidence was still unclear, and he was still Yuezhen City's city lord. Zhu Lingyun refused to believe Zhu Wuya would allow the new sect master to bear the enormous stain of driving a sect elder to his death before even taking office.
"Enough. Stop."
The moment Zhu Wuya spoke, Zhu Lingyun stopped and looked up at him, his expression filled with grief and indignation. "I have governed Yuezhen City for a thousand years-"
"Stop."
Zhu Wuya looked deeply at Zhu Lingyun. "Spare me the nonsense. I only want to know one thing: just how large is Yuezhen City's shortfall, for you to sacrifice your disciple and risk your life over this scheme?"
At those words, Shu You and the others instinctively looked toward True Person Zhu, only to find his expression unchanged, as though he had expected this.
"Answer properly, or I won't mind killing you myself and then investigating Yuezhen City's current situation," Zhu Wuya said lightly.
He did not want Chen Zi'ang to bear even the slightest reputation for driving a sect elder to his