After finishing his sentence, Shen Yuan slowly stepped off the platform.
Xu Yi, who had just halfway through questioning Shen Yuan, was now deep in confusion, but any words of rebuttal were stopped as He Yao promptly stepped forward and floored him with a punch.
Thanks to Shen Yuan's protection, He Yao hadn't sustained any injuries from start to finish. Needless to say, he was in a much better condition than Xu Yi, who was bruised and battered, and was easily able to knock Xu Yi to the ground with a couple of punches.
"Why did you hit him?"
"He Yao, stop!"
He Yao, his face a mask of fury, swept his gaze over the cultivators trying to restrain him, pointing his finger accusingly at them while berating them loudly:
"What a bunch of fools you all are! Blind to the fact that you were used and manipulated!"
"Shen Yuan saved you all, and you not only failed to show gratitude, but even questioned him for not intervening earlier. Do you have any conscience left?"
