"Of course I saw it with my own eyes... huh?"
Mo Qianqiu was momentarily stunned and stared blankly at Yan Ni sitting on the high platform.
Yan Ni frowned. "What 'huh'? I'm asking you a question. Why are you slandering Bai Ziye?"
Mo Qianqiu: "..."
This doesn't make sense, does it?
Shouldn't we be questioning Bai Ziye about why he harmed his fellow disciples?
Could it be that there is some special relationship between this red-haired old man and Bai Ziye?
Mo Qianqiu steeled his resolve and said, "Replying to the elder, I did not slander Senior Brother Bai. I saw it with my own eyes and have concrete evidence!"
"Oh? Really? You saw it with your own eyes?"
Yan Ni couldn't help but laugh, "Then I'm very curious, how did you manage to see it with your own eyes and still come back alive?"
Mo Qianqiu seemed to have been prepared for this.
He immediately took out a stone and said, "I was able to escape by chance because I had a treasure that could conceal my aura. Otherwise, I would probably have died at the hands of Senior Brother Bai!"
Bai Ziye looked at the stone in Mo Qianqiu's hand.
Breath collecting stone.
It can conceal one's aura, making it impossible for martial artists below the seventh realm to detect one's presence.
Bai Ziye nodded inwardly.
This kid is indeed meticulous, but why doesn't he use that kind of mind on cultivation? And what good does it do him to slander me?
Yan Ni looked at the stone in Mo Qianqiu's hand.
He said somewhat impatiently, "Fine, I'll assume you escaped by luck. But what evidence do you have that Bai Ziye harmed his fellow disciples?"
Mo Qianqiu: "..."
This red-haired old man is definitely targeting me, isn't he?
Fortunately, he was prepared!
So, Mo Qianqiu took out a recording stone and said, "I recorded everything at the time, please take a look!"
As he spoke.
Mo Qianqiu urged the image-remembering stone to move.
A scene unfolds.
One of them, a white-clad, white-haired man, was indiscriminately slaughtering several disciples of the third realm.
After Yan Ni finished looking at it, he asked, "Why is there only a back view?"
Mo Qianqiu immediately replied, "I was too nervous at the time and didn't dare to get too close. I only managed to take a picture of Senior Brother Bai's back."
Bai Ziye lowered his head and pondered for a moment before asking, "Since it's just a silhouette, how can you be so sure it's me?"
"Of course I saw it with my own eyes!"
Bai Ziye nodded gently, "But if you saw me in person, why couldn't you take a picture of my face?"
"I took the picture after I saw you. When I took the picture, you had already turned around to kill those junior brothers, so I was unable to take the picture."
Mo Qianqiu answered quickly, clearly having been prepared beforehand.
"Okay, I understand."
Bai Ziye nodded and didn't continue.
Ultimately, it is up to Yan Ni to make the decision.
Yan Ni looked at Mo Qianqiu, unsure of what to say.
Why are you being so stubborn?
If you admit it directly, you might get a lighter sentence.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "The things you've presented have neither positive images nor substantial evidence; they rely entirely on your words. I find it hard to believe that you're not intentionally slandering me."
Mo Qianqiu was immediately indignant, "Elder! I respect you as an elder! Why are you targeting me at every turn? What makes you so sure I'm slandering you!"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes." Yan Ni looked at him speechlessly. "Then tell me, which sect's most precious treasure did Bai Ziye steal?"
Mo Qianqiu was furious at Yan Ni's attitude, but dared not retaliate, so he suppressed his anger and said, "The Heavenly Sword Box!"
Yan Ni nodded. "Yes, you're not stupid. Do you know whose that thing is?"
Mo Qianqiu was stunned. Wasn't this the sect's most precious treasure?
Seeing Mo Qianqiu's expression, Yan Ni immediately understood that this kid knew absolutely nothing.
He kindly explained, "Bai Ziye put the Imperial Sword Box there. You're using something that belongs to him to slander him. Do you think you're out of your mind?"
Mo Qianqiu panicked a little.
The result was not quite what he had expected.
No, they are completely different!
In Yan Ni and Bai Ziye's eyes, his behavior today was nothing short of that of a clown!
"Hmph! Speechless now?"
Yan Ni snorted coldly, unleashing his full power and terrifying pressure directly upon Mo Qianqiu.
Mo Qianqiu was caught off guard and immediately knelt down.
"No! I can't die here!!"
Suddenly!
Suddenly, the ring on Mo Qianqiu's hand flashed with a fluorescent light.
The King's Landing outside the palace witnessed this scene clearly.
He immediately shouted, "Senior brother! He's about to be possessed by an old man! Quickly cut off his hand!"
Bai Ziye felt strange when he heard Jun Lin's words, but he still looked at Mo Qianqiu's hand.
A strange aura of soul energy was emanating from it.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, a white light flashed!
"ah!"
Mo Qianqiu screamed in agony as Bai Ziye severed his left arm!
"asshole!"
Mo Qianqiu turned to look outside the hall, wanting to find the person who had harmed him.
Unfortunately, there were too many people outside the hall gathering to watch the spectacle, and he had no idea who had just shouted that.
At this time.
Yan Ni, sitting above, also glanced curiously at the outside of the hall.
That voice sounded so familiar.
It seems to be a missing disciple of the Imperial Sword Peak.
Could it be that he's back?
His divine sense spread out and he immediately noticed Jun Lin in the crowd.
Yan Ni immediately beamed with joy.
They had just dealt with a traitorous disciple who had slandered their senior brother, and Jun Lin, who had been missing for a long time, had just returned.
Double happiness!
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