"If this is truly an act, isn't it a bit too real, too convincing?!"
Outside the hall, the disciples who had previously supported Yun Wan'er seemed to have grasped at a straw and immediately echoed loudly, "Junior Sister Wan'er is right!"
"Were all the magical artifacts Junior Uncle crafted for Senior Sister Liu, the spiritual herbs he collected, and even the calamities he shielded her from? Were they all fake?!"
"If it's just a ruse, why go to such lengths?! This doesn't make any sense!"
"This must be a desperate escape plan they came up with! Sect Leader, please investigate!"
Seeing the doubts that had just been suppressed rise up again, Shen Zhaozhao cursed inwardly that this innocent girl was really troublesome.
She immediately knelt down with a thud, her face filled with a look of deep inner turmoil and hesitation, her voice timid: "Sect Leader... this disciple... this disciple has something else to say, but I don't know... whether I should say it or not..."
At this moment, Master Lingxiao felt extremely overwhelmed, his mind a jumble of shocking and unbelievable images swirling within him.
He has cultivated for nearly a thousand years; what storms hasn't he seen?
But he had never seen this situation before.
Upon seeing that this "Lu Renjia" seemed to have more bombshells to share, Master Lingxiao's heart skipped a beat, and an extremely ominous premonition instantly gripped him.
He could almost sense that this man was unlikely to utter anything pleasant that would give him peace of mind.
But under the watchful eyes of everyone, as the sect leader, he had no choice but to listen.
Lingxiao Zhenren could only forcefully suppress the turmoil in his heart, trying his best to maintain a fragile calm on the surface, and squeezed out a single word through gritted teeth: "...Speak."
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