Chen Yu's heart seethed with silent resentment and extreme irritation.
Of course, he understood that it was Mei Changqing's hostility and jealousy towards him that led to the deliberate framing.
In fact.
Mei Changqing probably didn't know the truth, but he had guessed correctly and spoke with such seeming justification.
After all.
Simply based on "capability," Chen Yu could be considered a suspect.
The key issue was.
Whether Lv Tiezu would subjectively believe or be so easily "driven apart by wedge-driving."
If he were rational.
A person at Lv Tiezu's level, with his experience and insight, should not easily believe the enemy's words.
However.
Chen Yu realized that his thoughts were too naive and optimistic.
"Chen Yu!"
A chilling shout that shocked the soul echoed through the venue.
Lv Tiezu, with his silver hair flying, had a sharp and icy Sword Intent flash in his eyes, locking onto Chen Yu.
"Stop! Lv Tiezu!"
