Yang Chen stood up with his hands behind his back: "So, there is no need for me to involve the City Lord's Mansion."
"But if you leave now, won't it be equivalent to fleeing out of guilt? The person wasn't killed by you, but if you escape, it would seem like it was you who killed him." Jin Cheng said worriedly.
"If I don't escape, am I not guilty?" Yang Chen's expression was cold. He had seen the temperament of those major sects in his previous life. They were experts at bullying the weak and yielding to the strong. Would they care about a single human life when dealing with someone weaker than them?
Yang Chen said solemnly, "If I don't leave, it will only make things difficult for the City Lord's Mansion. Brother Jin Cheng, I am doing this because I consider you as a friend. If I didn't consider you a friend, I would have left this mess for you to deal with. If I leave, the Ming Emperor Sect will have ten thousand reasons not to bother the City Lord's Mansion."
