Nangong Huanshan's face was filled with hatred. Her father was about to break through to the early stage of Saint Venerable, and Mu Wenguang feared that the Nangong family would no longer be under his control. He used the excuse of going into seclusion and, with the help of Mu Dayong, laid a trap to frame her.
Nangong Huanshan learned of this by chance and had been enduring it all along. Even if she died, she wanted to expose the ugly face of the Mu family in front of everyone.
As soon as Nangong Huanshan spoke, all the guests who had come to witness the ceremony were stunned for a moment, then fell silent, watching the unfolding drama.
Mu Wenguang's expression changed several times. Finally, with a gentle smile, he said, "Huanshan, I don't know how you got this information, but there must be some misunderstanding."
"I, Mu Wenguang, act with integrity and stand firm. Besides, when your father died, I was in seclusion. Do you think a strong Saint Emperor at the Great Perfection stage would die so easily?"
"I can understand your feelings, but you cannot let your emotions affect the brotherhood between your father and me."
Mu Wenguang spoke earnestly yet nonsense. The older the ginger, the spicier it is. He would never admit it.
Hearing him speak, Nangong Huanshan sneered. She then took out a jade slip from her embrace, quickly opened it, and threw it into the air.
Soon, a scene of Nangong Huanshan's father appeared in the air. In his weakened state, he recounted how he was framed and how malicious Mu Wenguang's intentions were.
Mu Wenguang's face turned ashen. He waved his large hand, directly wiping away the phantom image in the air.
Although the onlookers did not see the entire jade slip, Mu Wenguang's attempt to cover it up made it obvious to everyone that Nangong Huanshan was telling the truth.
However, due to Mu Wenguang's strength, no one dared to speak up.
Everyone remained silent, pretending they hadn't heard anything.
Nangong Huanshan let out a cold laugh. "Mu Wenguang, are you so afraid of your ugly side being exposed? Do you think you can deny it by wiping away the content of the jade slip? You, a person with such malicious intentions, will not die a good death."
After speaking, Nangong Huanshan burst into laughter, completely disregarding her own life and death.
She was unable to kill Mu Wenguang because the vast difference in their strength left her no opportunity.
He was a true Saint Venerable expert. Even someone of the same level would not find him easy to kill, let alone her.
Therefore, all Nangong Huanshan could do was ruin Mu Wenguang's reputation and let everyone in the Holy Realm know his ugly side.
Killing with a poisoned heart was what Nangong Huanshan did best.
"You are courting death." Mu Wenguang gritted his teeth, looking at Nangong Huanshan as if he wanted to tear her into a thousand pieces.
Nangong Huanshan had insulted him in front of everyone, and Mu Wenguang wished he could skin and dismember her.
Of course, the most important thing was that his reputation had been ruined by Nangong Huanshan's exposure.
"Guards, take this woman down and torture her thoroughly. Find out who instigated her to slander my Mu family intentionally."
Mu Wenguang's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he pointed at Nangong Huanshan and spoke through gritted teeth.
"Father, let me whip this woman properly. I will definitely get her to confess." Mu Dayong eagerly volunteered to do the torture. No matter what, he wanted to enjoy this beauty, Nangong Huanshan.
Mu Wenguang naturally had no objections. The previous words were just for the guests. As for the torture, it was up to him to decide.
Most importantly, he needed an excuse to take this woman away.
Since his son wanted to whip her, he would let his son take his time.
Nangong Huanshan's frail body probably wouldn't be able to withstand three days of whipping before confessing, right?
"Fine, take her down and whip her well. See what her intentions are and why she slanders my Mu family like this," Mu Wenguang agreed to his son's request.
"Yes." Mu Dayong was overjoyed and immediately dragged Nangong Huanshan away.
Nangong Huanshan's Saint power had long been suppressed. She had already resigned herself to her fate and allowed Mu Dayong to drag her away.
Seeing this, Liu Chan became anxious and asked, "Young Master, can I help her? She's so pitiful."
"Yes, her father was murdered, and now she's about to be humiliated by Mu Dayong. This is simply a tragedy," Feng Yu'er also looked at Nangong Huanshan on the stage with a sad expression.
"Young Master, please save her. She's truly a pitiable woman," Li Yurou also chimed in.
Seeing Nangong Huanshan's plight, they, as women themselves, felt a surge of maternal affection.
However, it was true that among the attendees, perhaps no one except the Mu family sympathized with Nangong Huanshan.
But they were insignificant and dared not speak up.
After all, without the strength, no one dared to step forward rashly. This was a life-threatening act.
If you don't have the skill, don't take on the job. They already felt they had lived long enough.
Xia Feng looked at the pleas of the three women. Even if they hadn't spoken, Xia Feng had intended to intervene.
This was a typical case of bullying the weak. Since he encountered it, he had to manage it.
"Chan'er, then you go."
Xia Feng signaled Liu Chan to go and help. With their equal cultivation of early Saint Venerable, Liu Chan was naturally capable of fighting.