At this moment, Han Qiujun had already gone through the entire psychological process from being taken aback to stone-faced, and finally to inner tranquility.
He slowly closed his eyes, supporting his chin with one hand, and began to speak:
"If you want to add guilt, there is no shortage of excuses...
"The only thing I didn't expect was that Master Liu could twist the facts so much.
"Yet... the blood of Han Yiren and others has not yet dried, and now you are speaking nonsense here. Do you truly think the heroes of the world are fools?"
Liu Zhaonian sighed:
"Brother Han... haven't you asked what is written on this Blood Book?
"Do you know that the matter of killing Han Yiren and others in Qingquan Gorge has been entirely recorded within!?"
Upon hearing this, Han Qiujun instinctively opened his eyes.
He saw Liu Zhaonian wave his hand, and a group of people walked up to the city ramparts.
Leading them was none other than Han Yiren.
"This is impossible..."
