"Long Qingchen, you're spewing filth! You must have killed Geng Gudu!"
"That's right! Geng Gudu's Storage Ring must be on him!"
Just then, the two White Tiger Clan geniuses who had fled after Long Qingchen's group attacked them returned. Their eyes nearly split with rage, and the sight of Geng Gudu's corpse only made them angrier.
"What happened?" Geng Kuangtu asked them, his gaze icy.
"We were helping Senior Brother Geng Gudu hunt lightning-attribute sacred beasts. We'd already killed twenty-one when Long Qingchen and his people suddenly came after us and demanded every Lightning Attribute Sacred Core we had. Of course we refused, so they attacked!"
"We couldn't beat them. They wounded us, and we had no choice but to flee!"
"Senior Brother Geng Gudu stayed behind to cover our escape, and Long Qingchen's group killed him!"
The two spoke through tears, grief and fury pouring from them. They embellished their account, certain without a second thought that Long Qingchen's group had done it.
They did not even know Lu Ren existed.
"Hand over the Storage Ring. I'll leave all three of you with intact corpses," Geng Kuangtu said, his voice cold beyond measure.
Each Lineage had only twenty-five people on the Emperor Son Road. Losing even one was a heavy blow.
Besides, Geng Gudu had been gifted. Once he reached the Imperial Ladder, he might even have contended for a State Origin.
"Geng Kuangtu, I told you, we didn't kill him! Mo Chen did!" Long Qingchen's face went livid. He felt utterly wronged, and his hatred for Lu Ren burned to the bone.
Lu Ren had killed the man and taken the spoils, yet all the blame had landed on Long Qingchen. No matter how he explained it, Geng Kuangtu would never believe him.
Worse, Geng Kuangtu was ranked