The Council hall was bustling with people.
But there was no sound.
Everyone was looking at Wu Xiaode.
Wu Xiaode stood on the steps, smiling but not quite smiling, unabashedly reaching out and gently wrapping his arm around Qiong's waist.
"I came here for a meeting, but it seems now, you all have issues with me..."
"Who has issues with me? Stand up and let's hear it."
He spoke slowly, a cigar clenched between his teeth.
Many averted their eyes.
When someone is proud and unashamed of what they have done, the more you attack them, the more they believe they have done beautifully.
To be honest—
To kill a Family Head and take his place, winning the allegiance of a talented and beautiful woman like Qiong, indeed evokes envy.
Not to mention he had also driven away Siang.
That was the legendary End—
The bizarre End that had become immensely powerful by devouring the outstanding members of the Shangmo family over eight hundred years!
Reason triumphed over everything.
