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Muzhen had cut off the girlâs word again.
âBesides, if she really was your savior then why would she collude with the dragons? Whatâs more, my disciple has already investigated the matter, the name written on the invite slip is Ho Cui Cui and thatâs a fact. Itâs the key evidence.â
Thatâs right, Lengâer already finished off the one selling the invite slips. There wonât be anyone able to prove its this bitch who was there that day. No invite slip, no right to board the dragon boat. The plan is flawless and the chief will know who to trust.
âAhumph!â Making a dry cough, Chief Wu Wei turns to Bai Yan, âMiss, do you have anything to say?â
Perhaps its due to the similarity this girl shared with his son but the father instinctively wanted to give the benefit of the doubt to an unknown stranger.
âItâs pointless to say anything, better yet, why donât I let others be the judge instead.â Raising the corner of her lip, she openly grins at the approaching figure thatâs coming their way in the distance.
Walking behind the leading familiar individual was a fatty. Panting hard like heâs about to have an anxiety attack, the main witness to this story clearly didnât want to be here despite being the key to everything.
Mu Leng (student) did not think much of the new arrivals at first, but that came to a stumbling halt as soon as she recalled who the fatty was. Croaking like a damaged frog, panic instantly grips the girlâs heart.
This fatty is still alive? Damn it!?She harshly clenched that fist in a vain attempt to quell that flame.?As long as I donât admit anything then these people canât do anything to me.
âXun Huan, why are you here?â the mother asks her son after noticing his arrival.
The womanizer clicked that haughty tongue, disappointed in his parentâs folly: âIf I didnât come then are you and Father going to be blinded by these people? Mu Leng, I never thought you to be such a person.â
âI⦠I donât know what youâre talking about.â Sensing the danger looming overhead, the once high standing girl falters once again.
âHoho,â sarcastic in his voice, the womanizer doesnât relent. âDid you tell my father and mother that the girl who saved Huan Yin is this Ho Cui Cui? But from what I know she sold her invite slip to this merchant so how could she have been on the dragon boat that day?â
Hearing the rock drop in her heart, Mu Leng fires her venomous gaze over to the fatty as a warning.
If this man knows whatâs good for him then he will deny everything. If he doesnât then donât blame me for being ruthless!
But unlike that day where heâs nearly assassinated, the fat merchant was now a whole new person altogether. With backing, what did he need to fear? Immediately his resentful self began to spill everything.
âSecond Young Master, the one who bought my invite slip that day is this woman. Itâs her,â pointing to Bai Yan, the fatty then stares coldly at the other party. âBut Elder Muzhenâs apprentice found me, forcing me to paint out the contour of the lady that day. Under duress, I could only do as they demanded. However, I never expected them to take a stab at my life as soon as I was finished with that portrait. Please get justice for me!â
Mu Lengâs complexion had gone deathly white, her feet instinctively taking a step backwards.
Itâs still excusable if it was a mistaken identity, but if its discovered that I deliberately threw a fake in despite knowing the truth then itâs a huge crime!
Thinking of the consequences, she knew she must twist the story before its too late. âLies! When did I do that to you? Xun Huan, donât listen to their nonsense, I donât know who this man is!â
âTo tell you the truth Mu Leng, even without this man here today, just the fact that this lady is Bai Yan is enough for me to determine its her that day!â
What did he mean by that??The high standing girl didnât understand whatâs going on and lapsed out for a moment.