"Qingcheng?"
Di Yang stared, his entire body frozen in place.
He had never imagined that the person appearing in the room would be Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Ninghe had no evidence in hand; the entire plan was to capture the true culprit behind the scenes.
With Di Wenbin in a coma, she couldn't stand idly by and had to find another way.
Feng Qingcheng's body tensed. Upon seeing everyone in the room, her face instantly turned pale, realizing she had fallen into a trap.
Even an elder from the Xianren Sect and a few disciples were present.
Upon hearing that Feng Ninghe held evidence, she became extremely anxious and was the first to enter the room to search for it.
She hadn't expected to incapacitate Feng Ninghe; after all, a cultivator at the Soul Transformation stage had extraordinary senses. As long as someone could temporarily stall Feng Ninghe, she could search the room.
Su Hongxiu, with her well-defined fingers, gently fanned herself. She lowered her gaze, her eyes falling upon Feng Qingcheng. "If I recall correctly, you were the loudest in demanding Feng Ninghe pay with her life. Could it be that the thief is crying 'stop thief'?"
"No!"
Feng Qingcheng shook her head vigorously, her delicate face tinged with a hint of panic. "My relationship with Junior Brother Di is close; how could I have attacked him! My presence here was to ascertain what evidence Feng Ninghe possessed, and whether she was merely bluffing."
Initially, a trace of panic flickered across her face, but it vanished without a trace moments later.
She appeared to have a plausible explanation.
Di Yang's expression was complex, as if contemplating how much credibility Feng Qingcheng's words held.
Deep down, he was unwilling to believe that Feng Qingcheng was involved in Di Wenbin's death.
Feng Qingcheng was the most outstanding disciple of the Xianren Sect, and the sect had poured countless resources into her.
Yet, it was Feng Qingcheng who now appeared in this room…
Bang!
A figure entered the room.
"Here's another one."
Feng Ninghe entered the room with the black-robed figure.
The black-robed figure's expression was evasive. Seeing everyone in the room, she trembled in fear.
Di Yang's brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes filled with shock. "Wang Junzhao, why are you here too?"
The Xianren Sect members present were stunned. They exchanged glances, unsure how to respond.
Wang Junzhao bit her lip tightly, looking around with a hint of guilt. "There are… so many people here…"
Her sole responsibility was to distract Feng Ninghe.
Who would have thought that everyone would be gathered here, waiting for them to fall into the trap?
For a moment, Wang Junzhao's face turned ashen, her lips trembling, lost for words.
Feng Ninghe narrowed her eyes and glanced at her, uttering cold words. "I used the evidence as bait, waiting for the true culprit to take the hook. Only the true culprit would be anxious to destroy the evidence of their crime. I didn't expect to see the two of you. It seems you are the ones who killed Di Wenbin."
The moment she saw Feng Qingcheng, she understood everything.
This woman had a grudge against her and would stop at nothing to achieve her goals.
It appeared that Feng Qingcheng had killed Di Wenbin and then framed her, making her the target of everyone's accusations.
Wang Junzhao desperately shook her head, denying it. "How could I harm Senior Brother Di? It was clearly you who killed Senior Brother Di and then tried to pin the blame on me!"
"Exactly! We two wanted to know what tricks you were playing behind the scenes, which is why we came here late at night to investigate!"
Feng Qingcheng's face turned stern, her angry eyes sweeping towards Feng Ninghe. "You have always been cunning and deceitful. You are the one who killed Junior Brother Di, yet you are feigning ignorance. I merely came to expose your lies!"
Feng Qingcheng spoke with conviction, causing the Xianren Sect disciples to murmur amongst themselves.
"Sister Qingcheng is kind-hearted and treats her fellow disciples very well. I don't believe she would attack the Young Sect Master."
"Yes, the Young Sect Master and Sister Qingcheng had a good relationship. After the Young Sect Master's accident, Sister Qingcheng knelt before his memorial tablet for three days and three nights, blaming herself for not being able to protect him."
"Perhaps, as they say, Sister Qingcheng was simply worried…"
Hearing the discussions, Feng Ninghe raised her delicate eyebrows, a flicker of annoyance crossing her eyes.
Even Mei Ziling had patiently left, yet Feng Qingcheng rushed here impatiently, clearly guilty.
But these people continued to defend her.
Feng Qingcheng looked at the Xianren Sect members, stood still, and raised her hand to swear an oath. "I, Feng Qingcheng, regard Junior Brother Di as my own brother and treated him with utmost respect. I would never harm him. If I violate this oath, may lightning strike me and may I die a terrible death!"
She never believed in fate, only in what one could achieve through their own efforts.
What if lightning struck?
Even if lightning were to strike, she would be able to resist it.
Seeing this, Wang Junzhao also quickly spoke up. "I, Wang Junzhao, swear to the heavens that I have never harmed Senior Brother Di in the slightest. Otherwise, may I die a terrible death! I came here today to find out if Feng Ninghe is the true culprit and who the person behind the scenes is!"
Their solemn demeanor made it hard not to believe them.
Feng Ninghe raised her delicate eyebrows, her beautiful yet not seductive face carrying a hint of cold detachment in her eyes. "As I said, the evidence will be revealed to the public on Sect Master Di's birthday. The news only spread yesterday, and you two couldn't wait to come…"
She paused deliberately, her words carrying a deep meaning.
Feng Qingcheng let out a muffled hum, asserting with conviction, "If I hadn't come, how would I know you were bluffing and actually had no evidence? My coming here was merely to investigate and avenge Junior Brother Di!"
Fortunately, this vile woman had no concrete evidence.
She could even turn the tables.
With this thought, a hint of anger appeared on Feng Qingcheng's face. She pointed at Feng Ninghe. "You are the true killer of Junior Brother Di! All these schemes are just to stall for time and then escape!"
Feng Ninghe acted as if she had heard a joke, dismissively saying, "Feng Qingcheng, everyone else could wait patiently, but why were you so eager to come? The purpose of this plan was to lure the culprit, and it has indeed lured the two of you!"
She didn't believe a single word of these claims.
Only the true culprit, upon learning that she held evidence, would be desperate to destroy it.
"Indeed."
Feng Xing stepped forward. The handsome young man's face was veiled with contemplation, and his clear male voice slowly uttered, "This plan was to catch the true culprit. Everyone else stayed away, yet only the two of you came."
Feng Qingcheng's pupils involuntarily contracted slightly. Her eyelids suddenly drooped, and she looked at Di Yang with feigned seriousness. "Sect Master Di, Qingcheng only wishes to seek justice for Junior Brother Di and is definitely not the culprit!"
Wang Junzhao quickly stood up, her delicate face showing a hint of urgency. "Sect Master, we don't trust Feng Ninghe and believed she was playing tricks behind the scenes, which is why we came. As expected, she is playing tricks!"
In a few words, they managed to shift all the blame onto Feng Ninghe.
She let out a cold laugh, a chilling glint in her eyes.
The truth was now laid bare.
Over the years, Feng Qingcheng had established considerable prestige in Jinling and won people's hearts. Even if the truth were revealed, the Xianren Sect members would not believe it.
Unless Di Wenbin awoke, it would be difficult to convict them.