He Didn't Care About Fame, but He Couldn't Let Someone Else Take His!
"I see, I see."
After hearing this, the people from the past looked at the Liu Clan and their faces were filled with emotion:
"A powerful clan is still a powerful clan. Behind this seemingly straightforward action lies so much intricacies. No wonder they have been able to develop to this extent."
At this moment, many people in the crowd are paying attention to Lu Changzhi and Liu Tianming.
However, not many people can analyze it in such depth.
Most people, however, are more concerned with another issue:
Have the Liu Clan chickened out?
A powerful and domineering force should naturally fear nothing and face everything head-on.
But now, setting aside the real emperor's son and placing a fake one in the middle seems like a sign of a lack of confidence.
"Speaking of which, this fake imperial prince looks more like the real one than the real one. Whether it's his temperament, his posture, or the clothes he's wearing, they're simply impeccable."
"Hmph, what's the use of just looking like someone? No matter how similar you are, it's still fake in the end. Talent and destiny, those things can't be faked."
"Impeccable? That's a bit of an illusion. Have you forgotten what the true Emperor's son looked like when he sat on the chair outside the Emperor Dao that day? If the fake Emperor's son were dressed like that, the real Emperor's Celestial Person would probably amaze everyone even more!"
"I really don't understand why the Liu Clan is going to such lengths. Who are they trying to fool? Everyone knows who's telling the truth and who's lying. Do they think we're all idiots?"
"Speaking of which, I have a guess. Do you think it's possible that the fake one is actually the real one, and the real one is actually the fake one, and the Liu Clan is intentionally misleading everyone?" someone asked curiously.
As soon as he finished speaking, several pairs of eyes turned to him, as if he were an idiot:
"So you mean the one from Emperor Dao was fake? Tsk, if a fake could do that, isn't the word 'fake' a bit of an understatement?"
"What a joke! If that were true, how powerful would the Liu Clan have to be to accomplish something no one in the Misty Clear Realm could do? The real one would be beyond redemption!"
"Brother, constantly contradicting others might make you seem smart, but you need to be careful; most of the time, people will probably just see you as incredibly clever."
"..."
The crowd was abuzz with discussion, and the opinions on the matter were varied and numerous.
Consequently, everyone's gaze kept shifting between Lu Changzhi and Liu Tianming, the implication of which was self-evident.
When only one or two people do this, it's hard to notice.
However, as the discussion spread, and with the encouragement of idle people, it became even more intense.
More and more people are paying attention to this matter.
And all of this is revealed by a change in gaze.
The one who felt it most acutely was naturally Liu Tianming, one of the parties involved.
At first, everyone's gaze was more one of surprise, doubt, and curiosity.
But not long afterward, it became clear that there was a strange undertone in everyone's eyes.
And so many people look at themselves, then turn their gaze to the counterfeit, the contrast is simply too stark.
He doesn't care about fame or reputation; after all, strength and ability are what truly belong to him.
But not caring doesn't mean you can let others take it freely.
Not to mention comparing oneself to that counterfeit product.
Treat yourself and the other party as equals.
Lu Changzhi couldn't even grasp his own limitations, and neither could the rest of the world.
"See? This is what the Ancestor wanted?"
Finally, Liu Tianming spoke to Liu Xun.
Liu Xun had noticed this problem long ago.
Although artificial trees can be used to attract and block the wind.
But this was Liu Tianming's first appearance on the stage of the Misty Clear Realm and even a larger world.
To be honest, the public's reaction was quite disappointing.
As expected, Liu Tianming still has objections to this matter.
Humans, after all, cannot escape the mundane realities of life.
Even if you don't care about your reputation, you can't truly be without it.
With this thought in mind, Liu Xun raised his hand and threw something out.
Brush.
The light and shadow flashed for a moment, Lu Changzhi and his party were obscured by the illusion, disappearing from everyone's sight.
This action startled Liu Duanyuan slightly, and he immediately turned to look at Liu Xun.
Liu Xun gestured to Liu Tianming and said:
"Perhaps we shouldn't continue to be misunderstood."
Liu Duanyuan looked at Liu Tianming, who simply shook his head slightly.
"Father, there's no need for that. Arguing with him only makes him seem like he's on par with me."
Liu Duanyuan did not speak, but instead slightly raised his head and glanced at the void.
A moment later, Liu Duanyuan said to Liu Xun:
"Go say something to divert everyone's attention, and go with the flow to make the people of the Mystic Yang Realm mistakenly believe that you are intentionally hiding him and protecting him."
What the people of the Misty Clear Realm think is not important.
Although no powerful figures from the Mystic Yang Realm have arrived here, there must already be eyes and ears of various forces around us.
The most important thing is to convince them.
Liu Xun immediately understood Liu Duanyuan's meaning.
His gaze swept over everyone present, then turned to the Yue Clan, and he spoke:
"Yue Peng, everyone has arrived. Why are you still waiting? Are you waiting for everyone to lose patience and leave?"
These words immediately jolted everyone present, drawing their attention back to the matter at hand.
Whether the emperor's son is real or fake is less important than whether the emperor's tomb is real or fake.
In the crowd.
One looked at the other and smiled.
"See? I guessed right. Right after hiding the person, I tried to distract everyone."
"Brother, you are truly a man of great talent!" The voice was gentle and full of emotion.
On the other side.
Hearing Liu Xun speak, Yue Peng shook his head and smiled, murmuring softly:
"Finally, you spoke! Otherwise, I thought you were mute."
After saying that, he slowly stood up, looked at Liu Xun, and his gaze was somewhat mocking.
Imperial Tomb?
He knew perfectly well who had leaked the information.
The initiative is entirely in the hands of the Liu Clan; ultimately, it is the Liu Clan that decides when to open the gates.
If it weren't for the fact that the news had already been released and only the Liu Clan was missing, he wouldn't have even considered coming.
Now they've concocted a fake imperial prince, trying to fool these people from the Mystic Yang Realm?
Just kidding. Putting aside the even more outrageous rumor that a candidate for the Human Emperor has been reborn, which has been circulating from who-knows-where, the efforts made by the Yue Clan to spread the news should not be wasted.
Is he trying to attract the Yue Clan's attention by speaking up now?
It's all in vain!
The next moment, everyone saw Yue Peng raise his hand and point.
Brush.
The spiritual energy, formed from fire, condensed into an enormous finger, pointing towards the location where Lu Changzhi had just been.
At the same time, Yue Peng's voice rang out, tinged with surprise:
"Huh?"
"Liu Xun, why did you hide your Liu Clan's imperial prince for no reason?"
In a single sentence, he immediately drew everyone's attention back to the matter of the imperial prince.
Liu Xun did not react strongly to Yue Peng's words, only frowning slightly.
Yue Peng's reaction was ultimately within expectations.
What he wants is for the people of the Mystic Yang Realm to believe that what he is doing now is intentionally protecting the true Emperor's son.
In this way, as long as he is trusted, the risk will still be directed at Lu Changzhi.
While Liu Xun was pondering how to respond in a way that would achieve the best results...
Liu Tianming, standing to the side, suddenly snorted coldly and spoke indifferently:
"He doesn't even deserve the title of Imperial Son!"