Lu Qian scoffed, "I Lu Qian, swear that I have never done anything or been involved with what you said. If I lied, let the same be applied to me!"
The air trembled again.
And again, nothing happened.
"W-whats happening!?"
Everyone was confused! Yan Ming swore he had never done anything evil. Lu Qian also did the same. Who was the wolf in sheeps clothing then!?
A slow smirk crept onto Lu Qian's face. "See? The heavens do not punish me because I speak the truth! I don't know why Brother Yan has gone to such lengths to throw mud on my Lu family!"
Yan Ming didn't react. His gaze remained cold and indifferent.
Hong Lianhua chuckled in his mind, her voice laced with entertainment.
Like watching a dog perform its tricks. Although even a dog would be better.
-Hahaha~ how interesting. Eons have gone by as cultivation have staggered, and yet the same hypocrisy remains. Swearing that you've never 'been involved' is quite the careful wording, but its just petty trisks.
"Indeed the heavens did not strike you." Yan Ming narrowed his eyes, "But do you dare swear that your hands are clean of innocent blood? That you sworn brothers, have never done anything evil!?"
Lu Qian was going to swear, but his voice wouldn't come out. Sweat fell from his face, but there was nothing he could do.
–Did you see what I did there, Yan Ming?
He thought for a while and answered in his heart.
Forge evidence, then let them prove themselves guilty.
-That's right.
By blaming them for something diabolical, you make them have to prove their innocence.
Whether it was true or not doesn't matter. What matters is that now we are in a position of power.
We are seen as in the right, while they are seen as in the wrong.
With each question asked later, we create momentum.
With each hesitation, no matter the result, the Lu families reputation will fall.
You asked them to swear, but it was just to corner themselves into a corner so that they can create the issue themselves.
Now, they can't swear it at all. Thus the evidence is clear.
–It's a lovely trap isn't it? Once set, they scramble like rats, trying to prove they aren't guilty of a crime they may or may not have committed.
All of the cultivations who were passing by fell silent. Everyone had the same thought.
"Why won't Lu Qian swear it!?"
Questions created doubts. Doubt led to answers. And the truth was too hard to swallow or speak out.
Yan Ming once again made his voice clearly heard, "Why can't you answer? Or is it that...You can't?"
The seed of doubt, had taken its roots.