Feng Yueya's delicate brows slightly furrowed, it seemed someone was intentionally trying to frame her.
"May I ask the elder, who saw me enter her room?"
"Zi Nuo." Yue Zhifeng called out.
A male disciple, about twenty years old, standing behind him, stepped forward and stated, "It was me who saw you. This morning, as I passed by Junior Sister Du's room, I saw you sneak into her room. I thought you were going to apologize to her, especially since you had cut off her arm. Little did I know, by noon I heard Du Lilan had died from poisoning. That's when I reported to the elder what I had seen in the morning."
Feng Yueya carefully observed Zi Nuo's expression and saw that he was open and seemingly not lying.
So, that meant someone impersonated her to kill Du Lilan.
"Hmph, you must be worried that Sixth Junior Sister would seek revenge for her severed arm, so you silently killed her, didn't you?!" Liu Yan asked angrily.
"I didn't!"
