After Yang Zhenyuan vented his anger, he slumped dejectedly into his chair.
The Yang Family cultivators before him stood frozen in terror, not daring to say a word.
"Did Xu Yang leave any message?"
"No."
The Yang Family cultivator shook his head.
"If Xu Yang wasn't behind the scenes stirring things up, this would've been absolutely impossible." Yang Zhenyuan gnashed his teeth with hatred.
Slandering the Yang Family—well, it couldn't exactly be called slander.
From the start, that ironclad evidence, the Recording Pearl, could only have been leaked by Xu Yang.
But now, the five major factions had joined forces.
The Yang Family stood alone and weak.
With the news already spreading everywhere, trying to change the current situation was basically hopeless.
At least for now, Yang Zhenyuan was at his wits' end.
What could you do?
Clarify things?
The key was—would anyone believe you?
"Sir, the second young master, he..."
