"You'd better stop spouting nonsense. You were the one who attacked me first," Di Jiuzhou retorted.
"That's right. That stutterer attacked us first, and that Chu Feng even killed Senior Brother Ma," the Shangjun Manor disciples said with aggrieved expressions.
"I never said it… wasn't me who struck first. But everything I said is the truth. If… if you don't believe me, you can ask them. They all saw it with their own eyes," Wang Qiang said, pointing at the onlookers.
"Even if what you say is true, the fact that Chu Feng killed Senior Brother Ma is also true."
"Manor Lord, you must avenge Senior Brother Ma and stand up for us!" the Shangjun Manor disciples pleaded bitterly, acting as though they were truly the victims — utterly shameless to the extreme.
"All of you, shut your mouths!" But just then, the Lord of Shangjun Manor turned his head and let out a furious shout at his disciples.
At that roar, the Shangjun Manor disciples were immediately struck dumb.
They had all assumed that with the Manor Lord's arrival, someone would finally stand up for them. But they never could have imagined that their Manor Lord would not only fail to immediately deal with Chu Feng, but would actually turn his anger on them instead.
What in the world was going on?
However, while the Shangjun Manor disciples stood there in bewilderment, their Manor Lord was already cursing inwardly.
As Di Jiuzhou's master, he knew better than anyone what kind of people Di Jiuzhou and his lot were. He had no doubts about the truth of what Wang Qiang had said — he was well aware that such a thing was entirely within their capabilities.
So he didn't care one bit about who was right and who was wrong. His appearance here had always been about backing Di Jiuzhou and these Shangjun Manor disciples.
But the problem was…
This was not his true body at all. It was nothing more than a remnant soul. Though his aura might look impressive, he couldn't actually deal any real damage.
Poor fools among the Shangjun Manor disciples — they couldn't tell the difference at all and still expected him to step forward, still putting on their pitiful act over there.
And what frustrated him most was that while his own disciples hadn't caught on, both Chu Feng and that Wang Qiang seemed to have already seen through it.
"Young friend, may I ask your honored name?" Under the circumstances, the Lord of Shangjun Manor had no choice but to address Wang Qiang politely.
When the Lord of Shangjun Manor asked this question, not only were the Shangjun Manor disciples stunned, but even the onlookers grew more bewildered.
What was going on? The other party had already killed a Shangjun Manor disciple, so why wouldn't the Manor Lord simply execute them? Why was he being so courteous?
Without knowing the truth, they truly couldn't understand.
"My… my name doesn't change when I walk, and it doesn't change when I sit. My name is Wang Qiang," Wang Qiang said.
"Young friend Wang Qiang, young friend Chu Feng — it was indeed my Shangjun Manor disciples who were in the wrong earlier. But it is also true that young friend Chu Feng killed a disciple of my Shangjun Manor."
"The world is vast, but nothing is more important than a human life. However, this matter was clearly our Shangjun Manor's fault first. Let us let it go and consider the matter settled. What do you say?" the Lord of Shangjun Manor said.
"Let it go? He actually wants to let it go?"
"Heavens! The Lord of Shangjun Manor is suing for peace on his own initiative?"
Upon hearing these words, the onlookers were even more shocked, and whispers began to ripple through the crowd.
"Let it go? Heh heh…" But just as everyone was confused, Chu Feng let out a laugh — his smile dripping with mockery.
"Young friend Chu Feng, regardless of everything, you did kill a disciple of my Shangjun Manor. Would settling the matter not be enough for you?"
After all, the Lord of Shangjun Manor was still the Lord of Shangjun Manor. Even when suing for peace, he couldn't appear too servile. Seeing that Chu Feng didn't know when to quit, and wanting to preserve his image, a hint of displeasure finally surfaced on his smile-laden face.
"If your disciples weren't my opponents."
"If you, right now, weren't merely a remnant soul incapable of any real strength."
"Would you really let it go?"
"In the end, you're just trying to use this tactic to preserve your disciples' lives."
"And today, if I were to let this go, would you truly let the matter rest after today?" Chu Feng said with a cold smile. He didn't believe the Lord of Shangjun Manor for a single moment, nor did he have any intention of letting things go.