Although Leng Qingxue did not say it directly, everyone present could tell that she was clearly implying that You Siqi was a member of the Ghost Clan.
Even though these were ridiculous words that sounded laughable, there were still some people with less intelligence who found them reasonable.
For a moment, many people looked at Shen Muzhi and his companions with changed expressions. As if after Leng Qingxue’s suggestion, everyone had already confirmed You Siqi’s identity. The gazes revealed not only apprehension and vigilance, but also strong disgust and aversion.
When others looked at him like that, Shen Muzhi was completely indifferent.
But when such a gaze fell upon You Siqi, he suddenly found that he could no longer remain calm.
Anger surged again, and Shen Muzhi coldly looked around.
Just as he was about to say something to refute Leng Qingxue’s words, he heard a burst of laughter from the side.
The laughter was too familiar. The moment he heard it, the anger that had surged within Shen Muzhi subsided a little.
Although the other party had not said anything yet, just by hearing the voice, Shen Muzhi could feel that the person was using this method to tell him that he and You Siqi were never alone and helpless.
Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and then they saw Liu Buli leaning in his disciple’s embrace, raising his eyebrows and looking at Leng Qingxue with the gaze one would reserve for trash. He said, "Leng Qingxue, if I were you, I would choose to shut up and stop embarrassing yourself here. It seems you haven't taken to heart any of the advice your father gave you before he died?"
These words were indeed very harsh, and Leng Qingxue’s already unpleasant expression instantly became even uglier.
She opened her mouth, wanting to utter some threats, but Liu Buli continued before she could speak, "If you want to talk about the enmity between the Leng family and the Pill Sect, I advise you to rest. Your Leng family’s current position relies solely on your father. Now that your father is dead, a dead person is like an extinguished lamp. If you still dare to oppose our Pill Sect, you need to think carefully, with your current standing, are you worthy?"
Liu Buli’s words were indeed unpleasant, but the logic was undeniably sound.
From the moment her father died, no one would give her any face anymore. She was already in a state of isolation and helplessness. If she were to stand in opposition to Liu Buli at this point, the pressure from the entire Pill Sect would be something their Leng family could not bear.
Humiliation and anger surged from the bottom of her heart, and Leng Qingxue bit her lip tightly. Her lips were bitten until they bled, but she seemed to feel no pain, and showed no signs of relenting.
Her eyes were fixed on Liu Buli’s direction, and she had already mentally dismembered the man a thousand times.
But she knew that she was not even Liu Buli’s match, let alone his disciple beside him. Even with extreme hatred, she could not inflict any real harm on them.
So after a moment of silence, Leng Qingxue finally suppressed the threatening words back into her stomach. She tried to make her tone sound a little more normal and said, "Since Sect Leader Liu says so, he must know the new bride very well. Then I would also like to ask, you say he is not a ghost, what evidence do you have?"
"Isn't the evidence quite clear? Just look at his face," Liu Buli shrugged and said, "Everyone knows that ghosts are ugly. Look at You Siqi’s face. Although it’s not heavenly beauty, it’s at least prettier than yours. If his face can be considered that of a ghost, then what are you, a defective product among ghosts?"
The characteristic of the Ghost Clan being ugly was indeed as Liu Buli said, it was widely known.
The crowd had nothing to refute this point, and it was precisely because of this that Leng Qingxue's expression became even more unpleasant.
However, she was not the only one with an unpleasant expression.
You Siqi knew that Liu Buli was speaking up for him, but when he saw Lu Wuming beside Liu Buli, the complex feelings in his heart immediately increased.
Ghosts were all ugly.
Those uglier than ghosts were considered defective products among ghosts. But in this entire world, how many men were handsomer than Lu Wuming? You Siqi suddenly felt as if he had been subtly insulted. He glanced back at Shen Muzhi beside him. Shen Muzhi’s expression was similar to his, but he still pursed his lips and replied in a low voice, "It's okay, you're handsomer than him."
You Siqi was immediately shocked.
Look at his man’s ability to tell blatant lies. He was clearly complimenting him, but it made him feel a little embarrassed.
As for Liu Buli on the other side, without considering the thoughts of others, he continued, "Moreover, ghosts are good at fighting and enjoy fighting. Even for the sake of convenience in battle, their bodies are very strong. Look at You Siqi’s scrawny physique. If you say he’s a ghost, I can’t tell for a moment whether you’re praising You Siqi or simply insulting the Ghost Clan."
After a string of words, Leng Qingxue's face had become extremely unpleasant. She clenched her fists. It was clear to everyone that she could not argue with Liu Buli, but at this point, admitting defeat would only make her feel more humiliated.
So after a moment of silence, Leng Qingxue spoke again, "Your talk of general phenomena is meaningless to me. After all, even among ghosts, there can be exceptions. Unless you can prove he is human, in this situation, he should be driven out! Otherwise, he will implicate all of us!"
Hearing her say this, Shen Muzhi frowned, "How do you plan to prove it?"
"Just..." Leng Qingxue hesitated, looked at the people around her, and confirmed that no one was helping her. She finally spoke her mind, "Ghosts have strong recovery abilities, but humans do not. If I cut him with a sword, and he does not recover, then I will believe he is human."