Huo Lian walked over to Jiang He, opened the Hidden Dragon Fan, and recited a few spells. A wisp of purple aura drifted towards Jiang He.
Everyone was watching Jiang He, not daring to blink.
After waiting for a long time, nothing happened.
"To be able to fabricate such an astonishing lie at a young age, Qian Ding Sect's upbringing is truly admirable!" Wang Chen's eyes were like knives slicing towards Chen Xiaohu.
Xiaohu was anxious and scared, "Sect Leader, I didn't lie, Xiao Hua was also there, we wouldn't lie!"
Huo Lian glanced at Chen Muxue, his eyes somewhat complex: "But looking at this person's wound, it was clearly pummeled to death with bare fists, it should not have been done by Miss Chen."
Chen Muxue and a few children naturally couldn't have done it...
The crowd's gaze shifted to Cen Lizhui.
Only then did Huo Lian seriously look at Cen Lizhui; with just a glance, he was shocked.
