"Grandpa, my brother didn't make it out. He's most likely dead."
"But with his strength, how could he die? He must have been killed by Chu Feng and the others!"
"Grandpa, you have to avenge my brother!"
After being slapped, Zuoqiu Youyu didn't get angry. Instead, he started whining about his grievances.
It was clear that his bond with his brother Zuoqiu Yanliang was genuinely strong, and he held his grandfather in very high regard.
"Zuoqiu Youyu, have you no shame?"
"You two brothers committed every evil under the sun, and now you have the audacity to point fingers at others?"
"Vice Sect Master, although you are Zuoqiu Youyu and Zuoqiu Yanliang's grandfather, you are first and foremost the Vice Sect Master of our Wolong Martial Sect."
"You shouldn't be standing up for them—you should be standing up for us!"
Xia Yan refused to back down, publicly recounting everything that had happened inside the Yin-Yang Withered Well Realm.
Of course, while the crimes of Zuoqiu Yanliang and Zuoqiu Youyu were entirely real, Xia Yan naturally lied about what had become of Zuoqiu Youyu's brother.
There was no way she could say that Zuoqiu Yanliang had been killed by Chu Feng.
Shortly after, Li Muzhi, Zhao Shi, Song Xi, Tu Yuanyuan, and the others also spoke up one after another, backing Xia Yan's account.
In truth, when it came to someone of Zuoqiu Yanliang's caliber, the testimonies of Zhao Shi, Song Xi, and Tu Yuanyuan could practically be ignored.
But Xia Yan and Li Muzhi were no ordinary people. Both of them firmly maintained that Zuoqiu Yanliang had tried to harm them, and that made everyone feel it might actually be true.
"Vice Sect Master, if you don't believe us, you're welcome to examine our wounds."
"Although our injuries have already been treated, the aura of your grandson Zuoqiu Yanliang's Suixuan Exalted Sword still lingers on them."
Xia Yan pointed at her wounds as she spoke.
"That is indeed the aura of Zuoqiu Yanliang's Noble Weapon. There's no mistaking it."
The Vice Sect Master confirmed it without even stepping forward to look.
It seemed he had already known beforehand that the injuries on Xia Yan and the others had been inflicted by his grandson.
"Youyu, what exactly happened? Is it as Xia Yan and the others say—that you two brothers attacked them without any provocation?"
The Vice Sect Master glared at Zuoqiu Youyu and demanded an answer in a furious tone.
"Grandpa, no! Really, no!"
"I don't know why my brother had a grudge against them."
Seeing that there was no way to defend Zuoqiu Yanliang's actions, Zuoqiu Youyu decided he had to at least clear himself.
"Zuoqiu Youyu, are you even a man? If you are, then own up to it!"
"You were ready to silence us just moments ago—what, now you don't dare admit it?"
"What gives you the right to claim that Zuoqiu Yanliang's failure to come out has anything to do with us?"
"What gives you the right to see us standing here and conclude that something terrible happened to Zuoqiu Yanliang?"
"Isn't it because you already knew we were with Zuoqiu Yanliang?"
"Don't forget—it was you who trapped us in the first place."
Xia Yan said.
"Xia Yan, you'd better have proof to back up your words."
"You say I was the one who trapped you? Where's your evidence?"
Zuoqiu Youyu retorted.
At that moment, Xia Yan couldn't produce any evidence.
In theory, the rope treasure that had bound them would count as proof.
But no one knew that the rope treasure belonged to Zuoqiu Youyu. Although it was a treasure, it wasn't like Zuoqiu Yanliang's Noble Weapon sword, which everyone recognized as his.
Besides, Zuoqiu Youyu was clever. Although he had used the rope treasure to bind Xia Yan and the others, he hadn't left the slightest trace of his aura on it.
So even if they produced the rope, it wouldn't prove anything.
"So you're not a man after all, is that it?"
"You don't dare admit it, do you? What a coward."