"Ah, forgive me! I forgot we had to act like strangers..."
As everyone heard that, their gazes turned into a glare that seemed to be asking for an explanation from Du Ya Fei.
From everyone's perspective, it seemed odd for a king realm cultivator to bring so many spirit beasts and a Zhuji tribe cultivator just to lie.
No one would go through this much hassle unless it were for a friend or a loved one.
Moreover, by participating in this battle, the old cultivator was putting his life on the line. It wouldn't make sense for him to do this without something to gain.
It made more sense if Du Ya Fei was the one who asked for his help.
In everyone's mind, Du Ya Fei was being consolidated as the mastermind of this whole scenario—the hidden serpent behind this elaborate trap.
Du Ya Fei, feeling wronged, cursed the old man, his voice cracking with fury and disbelief:
"Y-You old bastard! Why do you keep framing me??"
