"Lingxi, this isn't just my word alone. Ruoshi can testify to this, these two brothers can testify, and our injuries speak for themselves." Chu Zhiyuan explained.
"That's impossible. Chu Feng would never do such a thing. You're framing him. You've all joined hands to frame him."
Chu Lingxi screamed frantically, her voice saturated with absolute fury. She simply refused to believe that Chu Feng could have done what they claimed. Instead, she insisted that Chu Zhiyuan and the others were the ones framing him.
"The facts are right here, and yet you insist on twisting the truth."
"Lingxi, you're being completely unreasonable, making a scene out of nothing," Chu Ruoshi rebuked.
"Facts?"
"Chu Feng isn't here to defend himself, so the four of you can say whatever you want — and you call that a fact?"
Chu Lingxi sneered again and again. She didn't believe a single word Chu Ruoshi and the others were saying.
"Whether you believe it or not, these are the facts," Chu Ruoshi said.
"Your character — why on earth would I trust it?" Chu Lingxi shot back with another cold laugh.
Chu Ruoshi refused to back down either, and the two of them went back and forth, their argument escalating without end.
"Cough… cough cough…"
Suddenly, the two younger generation members whose bodies had been occupied by the Supreme Elders began coughing up great mouthfuls of blood.
The two of them then turned to look at Chu Lingxi and said: "Chu Lingxi, I know that although we are of the same clan, in your eyes we're not even worth pigs or dogs. Our lives mean nothing to you."
"But when a man is about to die, his words become sincere. These injuries were left by Chu Feng. Our deaths are because of Chu Feng. There is no reason for us to lie about this."
After finishing, the two turned to address everyone present: "Honored elders, brothers and sisters of our clan — Chu Feng has already reaped what he sowed and perished within that Nine September Divine Domain. But our grudge has not been avenged."
"We must let everyone know what kind of person Chu Feng truly was — how despicable, how shameless, how utterly selfish."
"Elders, brothers and sisters… cough…"
"You must stand up for us."
"Cough… ah… cough…"
After delivering those final words, the two of them began to convulse with violent coughing, blood gushing from their mouths in great spurts. Before long, their bodies slumped sideways, and the breath of life departed from them.
They were dead — in truth, they had been dead for some time. The ones who had been speaking were the grandfathers of Chu Haoyan and Chu Zhiyuan, the two Supreme Elders. After delivering those words, they had used a secret technique to silently withdraw from the two young men's bodies. Once they departed, these two juniors were naturally and completely dead.
"Chu Lingxi, did you see that?"
"They were our own kin! They died a wretched death at Chu Feng's hands, and yet you still try to defend him. Do you have any conscience left? Are you even a member of the Chu Heavenly Clan anymore?"
Chu Ruoshi pointed at Chu Lingxi and scolded.
"Lingxi, don't blame your brother for saying this — you've truly been bewitched by Chu Feng. You can no longer distinguish black from white, right from wrong." Chu Zhiyuan also spoke up.
This pair played their roles masterfully — one took the part of the good cop, the other the bad cop — joining forces to overwhelm Chu Lingxi.
Under these circumstances, many of the younger generation of the Chu Heavenly Clan were also filled with resentment.
They had taken the words of those two dying juniors as the truth. After all, they reasoned, two people on the verge of death had nothing left to gain — there was no way Chu Zhiyuan and Chu Ruoshi could have bribed them.
Therefore, they believed what the two had said was the truth — that Chu Feng's true nature was indeed that of a despicable person.
And with the deaths of those two juniors, hatred toward Chu Feng only burned hotter in people's hearts.