Under everyone’s gaze, Sheng Lingfeng, who was sitting in the first row, immediately stood up and walked to the back of the podium.
He faced everyone and after a short silence, he said, “After investigation, we have already determined Senior Bai Zhenzhen and Senior Dongfang Sile’s murderer’s identity.”
Everyone questioned in unison, “Who is it?!”
Dongfang Xiagui stood up immediately. “President, who is that person?!”
Everyone’s face was filled with anger. They glared at Sheng Lingfeng, as if he was the murderer.
Sheng Lingfeng lowered his head and closed his eyes. He sighed deeply and said, “The murderer is Mo Xiao.”
“It’s really Prime Master Mo Xiao!”
“As expected of Mo Xiao!”
“I told you before that Mo Xiao’s origins are unknown. His cultivation level is a mystery and he’s a dangerous person. You didn’t believe me. Do you all believe me now?!”
“To think that he was even hailed as the number one prophet on the continent. Who would have thought that this prophet was actually a demon who harmed his friends?!”
At this moment, the Beast Tamers who had been afraid that Mo Xiao would take revenge on them if they said something wrong earlier started discussing loudly. They shouted unpleasant words like ‘old thing’ and ‘old thief’.
Most of the experts from the Divine Realm Continent, especially the Divine Moon Empire, didn’t say anything.
Unlike the experts of the other continents, they were people who had received the Grand State Master’s kindness. In the years that the Grand State Master had been a prophet, he had divined many disasters. Every time he divined a disaster, he would risk his life to save the people.
After knowing that Mo Xiao was the murderer, although they were surprised and disappointed, they weren’t as angry and hateful as the experts of the other continents.
“Everyone, quiet down.” Sheng Lingfeng clapped his hands and the conference room gradually quieted down.
Sheng Lingfeng continued, “There are some suspicious points. We still need to hear Prime Master Mo Xiao’s explanation in person. Next, I will get someone to bring Prime Master Mo Xiao to the conference hall and let him be interrogated by the Alliance. Please keep quiet.”
When they heard this, the noisy hall fell silent. Everyone pricked up their ears and listened to the commotion outside.
After a long while, he heard slow footsteps.
The footsteps sounded very heavy. The person must have been walking very slowly. As he moved, they could even hear the sound of chains.
Everyone looked at each other with cautious expressions.
Clang!
The door was opened, and a guard team formed by ten early-stage Grand Masters carefully escorted Mo Xiao in.
Today, Mo Xiao was wearing a casual white suit. His wide-legged suit pants reached the ground, but they were spotless, making him look noble and elegant, as if he was an immortal who had accidentally entered the human world. His short hair was slightly grayed, and his handsome face was slightly pale, but his eyes were sparkling.
What did he look like?
He was like a bonfire that was lit in the middle of winter and burning the last flame to its fullest.
Mo Xiao’s neck, arms, and legs were all shackled. The black and cold shackles on his fair skin actually gave him an indescribable charm.
No one dared to touch Mo Xiao.
Mo Xiao walked in himself.
Even though he was shackled, he still looked calm as he walked.
He walked towards the chair at the front of the conference room. As he walked, the shackles dragged on the ground with a harsh sound.
Mo Xiao sat down on the chair and slowly opened his blue eyes to look at the Beast Tamers sitting in the meeting center.
Seeing Mo Xiao’s shackled appearance, most of the experts couldn’t bear to look at him, especially the Beast Tamers who had been taken care of by Mo Xiao in the Divine Realm Continent. They couldn’t bear to look at him, so they lowered their heads and didn’t dare to look at Mo Xiao. It was as if taking another look would be an insult to Mo Xiao.
Only the representatives of the Snake Clan and the Dongfang Clan gritted their teeth.
Dongfang Xiagui suddenly stood up from his seat. He quickly rushed to the front of the conference center and stood in front of Mo Xiao.
Dongfang Xiagui opened a storage bag and poured out all the contents.
It was a pile of old-fashioned letters and tokens.
“Mo Xiao!” Dongfang Xiagui stared at the letters with an extremely disappointed expression. He said to Mo Xiao, “Open your eyes and take a good look at what these are!”
Mo Xiao stared at the letters scattered in front of his toes and revealed a reminiscent gaze.
The recipient’s name was Dongfang Sile, and the writer was Mo Xiao.
