"Alright, alright, let me say it myself."
Brother Cheng impatiently cut off his silver-tongued performance.
"That Cyan Bear was knocked flat by me, and all the Demons under his command were wiped out by one person too."
"What bullshit hidden backer? Don't you freaking pin my credit on someone else!"
Pfft!
The palace maids behind him—Lin Jing, Lan Miao, Xue Yi, Wuyuan and the other Ice Palace Female Immortals—almost spat blood on the spot.
Tansha is obviously framing you, yet instead of defending yourself, you're actually volunteering to shoulder the blame?
And you're doing it right in front of Mo Yuan Valley's Leader, Purple-Brown Daoist Venerable?
This is basically you thinking your future death won't be tragic enough!
Tansha Daoist Venerable outright burst into laughter.
He'd thought he'd have to talk a lot more, but didn't expect Jiang Cheng to be this cooperative.
"You all heard that, right? He confessed with his own mouth!"
