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But having spent many years navigating the treacherous waters of officialdom, his initial panic and fear quickly vanished, replaced by an expression of shock, grief, and then intense anger.

"Ye Guijun! It's actually Ye Guijun!"

Yao Jingyuan staggered forward two steps, his boot crushing a piece of dry bone with a crisp "crack" sound.

He pointed at Ye Fan's "corpse" on the ground, his face showing just the right amount of shock, heartache, and disbelief, his voice filled with sorrow.

"Your Majesty! Consort Ye... how could he be here? And have been so cruelly murdered?!" He said, while quickly glancing around with the corner of his eye.

Everyone who knew about that incident back then, except for myself, is dead!

There's no way the dead can testify!

As long as you stubbornly deny everything and shift the blame to Lin Ye, there might still be room for maneuver!

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned to Lin Ye, his face filled with grief and indignation, and shouted sharply.

"You demon Lin Ye!" he shouted angrily, spittle flying from between his teeth.

"How cruel you are! You dared to murder a former official of the imperial court, then dump his body in a mass grave and use such evil methods to destroy his remains! What exactly do you intend to do!?"

These words completely distorted the truth, turned the tables, and shifted all the blame and filth onto Lin Ye!

Coupled with his heartbroken and indignant performance, those unaware of the truth might easily be deceived.

Upon hearing this, Shu Jingwei's long, narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

She immediately realized what was happening.

Regardless of who killed Ye Fan, Ye Fan's reputation is undeniable, and this matter must not be associated with me in the slightest.

And this sorcerer in front of us is undoubtedly the best scapegoat.

Since the dead cannot be brought back to life, so what if this demon is Ye Fan's brother?

She says he killed him, so he killed him!

Ye Fan isn't going to get up and argue back!

She immediately echoed Yao Jingyuan's words, her voice shrill: "That's right! It must have been you, you fiend, who killed Ye Fan! Guards! Seize this fiend! Kill him on the spot! Bring the First Princess here to me!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a series of sharp metallic scraping sounds immediately followed, and a cold light surged, casting a pale white hue on the tattered cloth and banners hanging on the surrounding withered trees.

The soldiers behind Shu Jingwei quickly formed a battle formation and approached Lin Ye and Xiao Douzi.

Lin Ye slowly stood up.

He had his back to the soldiers who were closing in, without turning around or even glancing at Shu Jingwei and Yao Jingyuan.

He first bent down and, with a gentle yet irresistible force, picked up the little boy who was crying so hard he was almost exhausted, and held him tightly in his arms.

He placed his palm on her thin back and patted it gently, one stroke at a time.

Then he turned around.

When he raised his eyes to look at Shu Jingwei and Yao Jingyuan, there was no longer any trace of the gentle comfort he had shown when facing Xiaodouzi.

There was only extreme coldness and a cold, indifferent killing intent, as if staring at an ant.

Shu Jingwei felt a chill run down her spine as that gaze swept over her, as if she were being stared at by a ferocious prehistoric beast, and even her breath caught in her throat.

Yao Jingyuan felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively took a few steps back. He accidentally stepped on a loose pebble and nearly stumbled.

"Oh."

A very soft chuckle escaped from Lin Ye's throat.

But on the quiet hillside where only the sound of the wind and Xiaodouzi's suppressed sobs could be heard, it was so clear it sent chills down one's spine.

"A person can be shameless."

Lin Ye's voice was calm and undisturbed, yet it was more chilling than any roar or shout.

"But the two of you are so shameless, you're even worse than animals..."

He gently raised his hand to wipe away the tears streaming down Xiaodouzi's face, his movements tender, but his gaze remained fixed on Shu Jingwei and Yao Jingyuan.

"That really is something that has broadened my horizons."

Lin Ye's words were like icicles piercing the air, each word carrying a chilling temperature and weight.

Shu Jingwei felt a sudden chill run down her spine as he swept over her with his death-looking gaze.

But then, the offended rage erupted like a volcano—

She was actually frightened by this mysterious, strange person!?

She is the ruler of a country!

He is the ruler of this world!

"Insolence!" Shu Jingwei yanked the reins sharply, and her warhorse began to trot restlessly.

Her beautiful face was contorted with shame, anger, and murderous intent, and her voice was so shrill it almost cracked.

Her chest heaved violently, and the tassels on her gilded phoenix crown swayed wildly in anger.

"Still spouting nonsense even when facing death!"

"What are you all standing there for!" Her scarlet fingernails pointed directly at Lin Ye, her knuckles cracking as she clenched them. "Kill him! Dismember this monster!"

Under the gloomy sky, that finger looked as red as if it had just been dipped in blood.

"Who will take his head—" her voice suddenly rose.

"I will reward you with ten thousand gold pieces and bestow upon you the title of Marquis!"

Under the lure of a generous reward, the hundreds of elite soldiers who had hesitated due to Lin Ye's previous methods suddenly gleamed with greed.

Ten thousand taels of gold! A title of nobility! This was an unimaginable fortune that they, as lowly soldiers, could not achieve even after generations of hard work!

"kill!"

Someone shouted first, and hundreds of elite soldiers in armor and armed with weapons suddenly accelerated, surging towards Lin Ye from all directions like a black tide!

The glint of the blade reflected the gloomy sky, and a chilling killing intent instantly swept across the entire mass grave, startling a few black crows in the distant withered trees, which cawed ominously.

Yao Jingyuan quietly took two steps back, hiding behind several trusted guards. A smug look flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

Kill him! Kill him!

Once this sorcerer dies, no one will be able to pursue Ye Fan's case anymore!

What does that corpse matter? Who can know that he killed him?

Given his current status, who would dare to investigate him?

The dead can't speak; history is always written by the living, by the victors!

And Yao Jingyuan will be the one who laughs last!

however--

Faced with this overwhelming killing intent, Lin Ye merely raised his eyelids slightly.

The movement was so languid, as if he were watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.

The dozen or so guards at the forefront, swords drawn, charged into within a meter of Lin Ye—

It was like crashing into an invisible wall of steel!

"Bang!"

A dull thud sounded at the same time.

The dozen or so figures were sent flying backward without warning at a speed several times faster than when they rushed in, crashing heavily into their companions behind them!

"Aaaaaahh ...

The originally arranged battle formation was instantly thrown into chaos, with men and horses falling and screams and the clanging of armor filling the air.

The soldiers who followed stopped in shock, staring in disbelief at the seemingly empty area that had blocked them out.

Some people even began to unconsciously back away, their hands holding knives trembling slightly.

Lin Ye didn't even glance at the disheveled soldiers.

His gaze swept past the chaotic crowd, landing on Shu Jingwei, whose face was ashen, and Yao Jingyuan, who was looking down, seemingly lost in thought. A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"You keep saying that I killed Ye Fan."

Lin Ye's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present and, through the sky screen, spread to every corner of the Great Flame Kingdom.

"Since that's the case, why don't we—"

He paused.

The wind ruffled his already somewhat long hair, making a rustling sound.

"Let him tell everyone the truth himself!"