"You slaughtered over seven hundred people in Huxia Village, from the old to the young, leaving no one alive. Don't you think you owe the Jianghu an explanation for this!?"
"So that's how it is..."
Fang Shuwen let out a cold laugh.
"I came from the Eastern Domain, but I never expected the Northern Domain Martial World to be such an eye-opener."
"With just a wag of your tongues, you slander an innocent man's name. It's utterly ridiculous!"
"HAHAHAHA!!"
Sword Master Geng roared with laughter.
"Do you really think we have no proof?"
"If you have evidence, then bring it out and confront me."
"Fine. Bring out the young hero from the Huiwu Sect."
Sword Master Geng shouted.
The crowd on the outer edge parted, and a group of young people walked in, escorting a farmer dressed in coarse sackcloth.
The man looked timid and cowed, his face pale, as if he had suffered a terrible shock.
