"Gong Leitian, don’t overthink it. First, tell , the evil cultivator used you for so many things, there’s no way you didn’t know anything. Is there anything you have that can prove Master’s innocence?" Zhan Jingshu asked.
"Heh... I’m about to die... What does it matter to ..." Gong Leitian, seemingly acting out of spite, kept his eyes on Mu Qiuniang, unwilling to speak.
"Hey! How can you be like this?" Li Qiqi was imdiately displeased, "You caused all of this, and now you’re dying, don’t you want to explain clearly? How many more people are you trying to harm?"
"Isn’t it just right? Cough, cough... Grandmaster, I killed... Cough, cough... so that Martial Uncle will... will never forget ..." Gong Leitian still gazed at Mu Qiuniang, a smile on his lips.
Li Qiqi felt like coughing up blood.
What kind of people are these?
And Gong Leitian, with that smile, closed his eyes.
Throughout the whole process, Mu Qiuniang didn’t say a word.
Murong couldn’t help but mutter, "Master, if you had just humored him a bit, we wouldn’t have wasted so much effort."
"A’Rong, watch your words," Zhan Jingshu scolded.
"Senior Brother, you almost lost your life," Murong was sowhat defiant.
"Go back and write a 1000-word reflection, all of it on respecting teachers and valuing their teachings," Zhan Jingshu directly ordered.
Murong opened his mouth, wanting to say sothing, but seeing the fierce look in his Senior Brother’s eyes, he held his tongue.
For whose sake is he doing this?
Li Qiqi indicated: Serves you right!
Hmph! Since when can you talk to Master like that?
Always getting carried away because Master is a relative, you get what you deserve!
"Master, Gong Leitian is dead, and our other leads are cut off. What about Master?" Speaking of Jiang Nuo, Zhan Jingshu suddenly recalled sothing, "Oh no, Master, Jiang Nuo is in danger. The ghost that took over Gong Leitian frequently said that between and Master, you can only choose one, and now you chose to save , then Jiang Nuo..."
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Jiang Nuo sat quietly in the room, staring blankly at the wall.
Outside the iron bars, Mu Mingyu also pulled up a chair to sit there.
But the cultivator sent by the Cultivation Alliance to watch over the two so they wouldn’t fight under their noses looked inside, then outside, feeling a bit restless.
"Hey, your master’s man is in there, aren’t you concerned at all?"
Mu Mingyu gave him a glance.
"Yeah, you, I’m asking you a question. Since you ca in, you’ve been sitting there, doing nothing?" If it weren’t for this person sitting there all the ti, he could go out for a walk. Who wants to sit here motionlessly doing nothing, right?
Sigh... But the Alliance Hierarch gave him a task, to gather so intel, and if he discovered anything, he’d be handsoly rewarded.
If they just sit here without speaking, how is he supposed to gather any intel?
"If I don’t sit here, then what should I do?" Mu Mingyu replied.
"Chat with him. Don’t worry, there’s no one here right now. Even if you chat, as long as you don’t say anything, and I don’t say anything, no one’s going to know." As he spoke, the cultivator suggestively rubbed his thumb and forefinger together.
Mu Mingyu glanced over, "But I have nothing to say right now."
"How can you have nothing to say? That’s your master’s man in there. Aren’t you curious about what’s happening? Didn’t your master tell you to ask? What if he’s convicted, aren’t you afraid your master will be upset?" a certain soone reminded him.
"Aunt and Uncle wouldn’t do anything to upset Aunt Grandma. He’s just been falsely accused. Aunt Grandma will definitely find evidence to prove Uncle’s innocence. My task now is to keep Uncle company." Mu Mingyu said this for both the person to hear and for Jiang Nuo to hear.
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