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Zhao Xin remained calm and composed, saying, "I admit to stealing the secret manual, but the matter of Guan Family Fortress has nothing to do with me."
She smiled leisurely, a hint of cunning in her expression. "The Tang Sect has long had grievances with Guan Family Fortress. Perhaps it was the Tang Sect coveting the Shen Ying Sword Technique, fearing that their reputation as righteous martial artists would be tarnished, that they framed me. They not only obtained the manual but also eliminated a long-standing rival while pinning another crime on me. Tang San, do you think everyone else is a fool?"
Her words caused an uproar among the crowd. While other sects found some truth in her statement, none dared to speak up at that moment to defend a notorious thief against the righteous martial artists.
After all, if they were all implicated together, it would be far too costly.
Each sect leader had their own thoughts and did not express any opinions, plunging the scene into an eerie silence.
Having anticipated such an outcome, Zhao Xin wore a disdainful expression, her eyes filled with contempt. "You self-righteous martial artists."
As both sides remained at an impasse, Shen Yuli stepped forward and bowed deeply, his tone earnest. "Respected seniors, I, Shen Yuli, swear by my sect that the matter of Guan Family Fortress has absolutely nothing to do with Zhao Xin. As for the issue of the secret manual..."
He frowned slightly, unable to understand why everyone harbored such hatred for Zhao Xin. He continued to express his views earnestly. "Martial arts should be one family; recording one's lifelong insights is meant to promote and benefit the people. What meaning is there in hoarding secret manuals like treasures?
Moreover, by sharing knowledge and learning from each other’s strengths to compensate for weaknesses, martial arts can flourish even more. I believe what Miss Zhao has done is not a bad thing and certainly does not warrant such extreme hatred."
Upon hearing this, Tang San exploded with rage, jumping up and down as he shouted angrily, "Nonsense! Everyone in the world can create poisons and antidotes; who would fear our Tang Sect?"
His words resonated with many who secretly nodded in agreement.
In this ruthless martial world, how could they hope for their unique skills to be learned by others? They could not bear to see anyone surpass them in martial prowess and threaten their own standing.
Since the last defeat at the hands of Shen Yuli, Tang San had been harboring resentment. At this moment, he spoke fiercely, "I’ve always thought that Luo Yan sect is a cult. Today, let’s join forces with this Little Demon Star of Chaos to eradicate it and rid the martial world of this menace!"
Many present were wary of Luo Yan sect's Three Flavors True Fire, and the idea of eliminating them was something they eagerly supported. They echoed, "Eradicate! Eradicate! Eradicate!"
After explaining for so long, it unexpectedly backfired. Shen Yuli furrowed his brows in frustration, thinking to himself, "Why can’t you all be reasonable?"
Zhao Xin cast a deep glance at him, a hint of helplessness curling her lips into a faint smile. "You fool!"
She threw herself into Shen Yuli's arms, greedily inhaling his pure and clear scent as if he were her only source of support at that moment.
Though Shen Yuli didn’t understand why she suddenly clung to him so affectionately, he felt a surge of joy. The fearless Little Demon Star of Chaos was now acting like a little woman, clinging to him.
Unable to suppress his delight, Shen Yuli embraced her back tenderly and whispered in her ear, "Don’t worry. If it comes to a fight, I will stand by your side and betray the entire martial world with you."
Zhao Xin stiffened at his words, her heart aching as if it were being twisted.
This fool—did he even realize what he was saying? He was going to die!
No, she couldn’t let him die.
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