"The Young Master previously told me that he had a feud with Chen Qing, and that Chen Qing also stole his Profound Iron Box!"
"But... it's impossible for Chen Qing to have fought one against five. That's simply too unbelievable!"
At this, he lowered his head. By the end, even he felt his speculation was a bit absurd.
Miao Feng slammed his fist onto the White Jade balustrade beside him, and the hard stone instantly fractured into a spiderweb of fine cracks.
There wasn't enough evidence!
Who could prove that Miao Zhicheng died at Chen Qing's hands?
'Am I supposed to question the Wutai Sect's chief disciple—and by extension, the entire Wutai Sect—based on mere speculation and his movements?'
Although his Golden Sand Castle had some influence in Lin'an Prefecture, it was nothing compared to the Wutai Sect, which held sway over an entire prefecture!
Forcing an accusation would only bring humiliation upon himself.
