"How can that be?"
Liu Qingxian was anxious.
The Giant Sect wouldn't reason with us.
Once they found the Purple Sword, they would absolutely take down Jiang Fan!
The gate behind them creaked open.
Jiang Fan, calm and composed, with his hands behind his back, said, "Senior Sister, it's fine."
"I have a clear conscience, so why fear any inspection?"
"Your concealing only makes me seem more suspicious."
Liu Qingxian was taken aback.
Was everything really alright?
Or had Jiang Fan already hidden the sword?
She uncertainly said, "Junior Brother, you don't need to fear them."
Jiang Fan waved his hand, interrupting her.
Turning to look at Kong Yuanba, he said, "Regarding the death of your Great Elder, I am willing to cooperate with the investigation."
"But, conducting such a thorough search of the Green Cloud Sect disciples' courtyard, where is the face of the Green Cloud Sect?"
Jin Zhongming, seething with rage, said, "Who are you to talk?"
