Zhuolin nodded. Yue'er's life was at stake, and he had no time to beat around the bush.
"Does the Young City Lord know the details of Liang Meng?"
"City Lord Zhuo suspects Liang Meng?"
"yes."
"It's not her!"
Zi Ruo waved her arm with a flourish, her tone full of certainty and trust.
"Why is the Young City Lord so sure? She and Yue'er were the only ones in the room at the time, and according to her, she knew nothing about the intruder."
"The thief broke the window bars when he escaped, and there's still blood on the window frame. If City Lord Zhuo doesn't believe me, you can go check it out."
Ziruo's unwavering trust in Liang Meng's words failed to dispel Zhuolin's suspicions.
He just felt that Liang Meng was of such high level that he could actually gain the trust of the young city lord.
"With all due respect, this doesn't prove anything."
Zhuolin's cold tone was harsh, and his aggressiveness made Ziruo feel dissatisfied. However, she understood that he was distracted by his sister's accident and did not bother with him.
Her head started to ache vaguely, as if something was knocking at her. Ziruo raised her hand and pinched her brow.
The Lord of Yacheng has always been calm and composed. Even though he was distracted by Yue'er's matter today, it was too abnormal for him to accuse someone of a crime without even giving him a chance to defend himself.
"I have another reason for suspecting her."
"What?"
"What I just said, the Dark Soul."
"Black Spirit Soul? ...What does it have to do with Liang Meng?"
The reappearance of the Black Spirit was already surprising enough to Zi Ruo, but she never expected that it was related to Liang Meng.
You know, that black spirit soul is...
"The Black Spirit is a secret spell of the spirit race, lost for thousands of years. Yet, today, it suddenly appears here. The timing of Liang Meng's appearance matches that of the Black Spirit so perfectly. Doesn't the Young City Lord suspect anything?"
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