As soon as Feng Lingtian finished speaking, the hall fell silent. No one spoke.
The people present were all core experts of the Feng heavenly clan. How could they be simple?
How could they not see through the strangeness in this?
Perhaps everyone in the holy city could see that there was something fishy about this. There was a high probability that Shen Changge did not steal the divine technique.
However, who dared to say so?
The Holy King was the unparalleled King of the holy city, and his Majesty was Supreme. Who dared to refute him? Who would dare to doubt it?
Who would dare to provoke him?
If the Holy King said that he had stolen the divine technique, then Shen Changge had indeed stolen it. No one dared to suspect him.
The will of the Holy King was the will of heaven.
If the Holy King wanted Shen Changge to die, then Shen Changge had to die.
