{ Ask everything! Leave nothing out! }
{ Hmph! This murderer deserves worse than having his Mental Core shattered! }
{ Why do I suddenly feel sorry for him...? }
{ Upstairs, have you forgotten what he's accused of? }
{ I haven't, but... did you see what happened just now? His Mental Core literally shattered... }
{ The Truth Seer is terrifying... I didn't know the process was this painful. }
{ Same here. I thought it would simply read memories. }
{ Whether he's guilty or not, no one deserves to suffer like that... }
{ Stop sympathizing with a murderer! }
{ Exactly! If he hadn't insisted on proving his innocence, none of this would've happened! }
{ Are you serious? He volunteered to undergo the Truth Seer. Doesn't that at least deserve some respect? }
{ Respect? For someone obsessed with Yu Yuan? Don't make me laugh. }
{ Hahaha! I can't wait to watch all his crimes exposed one after another! }
{ I wonder what expression his supporters will have after this. }
{ ...Does he even have supporters? }
{ Good point.(^w^)}
{ Poor Young Master Yu Yuan... He finally gets justice today. }
{ He was even trying to stop the questioning because he was worried about Yu Weiwei. He's too kind. }
{ Our Yu Darling is literally an angel. }
{ Angel? If I were him, I'd have personally slapped Yu Weiwei already. }
{ Upstairs, violence isn't the answer. }
{ The Truth Seer is ( `ิω´ิ )}
{ Hahaha! Well said! }
{ Hurry up! Stop talking and start reading his memories already! }
{ I want to know the truth! }
{ Truth! Truth! Truth! }
{ Let the Truth Seer judge him! }
The judge looked down at the list before him.
"Since the request has been approved, the court shall verify every accusation brought against the defendant."
He raised his head.
"The first accusation."
"Yu Weiwei, were you responsible for bullying Yu Yuan throughout your years at the Imperial Academy?"
"No."
The Truth Seer hummed softly.
A silver screen unfolded above the courtroom.
The memory played.
The academy courtyard bustled with students.
Yu Yuan stood beneath a flowering tree, chatting with several classmates.
Yu Weiwei had only just arrived.
Suddenly—
One of Yu Yuan's friends deliberately bumped into him.
Yu Yuan stumbled backward into the pool behind.
"Young Master!"
The friend immediately pointed at Yu Weiwei.
"It was him!"
"He pushed Young Master Yu Yuan!"
The surrounding students rushed over.
Yu Weiwei frowned.
"I never touched him."
"Liar!"
"We all saw it!"
"Yu Weiwei, I know you don't like Yu Yuan but there's no need bullying him, the Yu Company will never be yours!!"
The memory slowed.
Everyone watched as Yu Weiwei had remained several meters away the entire time.
The person who had pushed Yu Yuan...
Was his own friend.
Yu Yuan's eyes briefly met his friend's.
His lips parted slightly.
"...Forget it."
"Cousin didn't mean it."
The memory faded.
Silence.
Not a single person spoke.
...
"...False."
The courtroom erupted.
{ Wait... WHAT?! Σ(°△°|||)︴ }
{ He never even touched Yu Yuan! }
{ Then why was everyone convinced it was him? }
{ Did anyone else notice Yu Yuan looked at his friend first? (￢_￢) }
{ Stop overthinking it! Young Master Yu Yuan was probably just confused! }
{ Confused? He was looking straight at the real culprit! }
{ The Truth Seer can't fabricate memories... }
{ This... is getting strange. }
The judge raised his hand, silencing the courtroom.
"The second accusation."
"You deliberately spread rumors to tarnish Yu Yuan's reputation."
"No."
The Truth Seer's light rippled once more.
Another memory appeared.
The academy corridors appeared.
A group of students were discussing in class.
"I heard Yu Yuan was trying to seduce young master kelvin."
" Uhn, but Yu Yuan looks so noble, someone like that wouldn't stoop so low."
"Tsk what do you know? The noblier they seem, the dirter they are"
"I also heard Young Master Yu Yuan only got into the Elite Class because of favoritism."
"What nonsense are you talking about?!!!" Si Tian's voice was heard interrupting them in fury.
"Where did you hear that from?!"
Si Tian asked his eyes blazing with fury
"It...it was Young master Yu Weiwei.... Yes It was Yu Weiwei." The guy who had started the talking defended himself guiltily.
The memory shifted.
Behind the corridor...
Yu Weiwei almost burst through the door in anger when Yu Yuan said.
"Sigh... Brother how could you?"
"I didn't! Even if I don't like you I wouldn't resort to such underhanded ways!!" Yu Weiwei shouted in anger.
And Si Tian who was heard him, he stormed over yelling at Yu Weiwei and an argument began.
Yu Yuan watched everything with cold eyes not saying a word.
His servant glanced at him nervously.
"Young Master... should we explain?"
"You know Second Young Master would never do so, it must be Arabella who had the rumours spread. "
Yu Yuan lowered his eyes.
"...Forget it."
"If Cousin explains himself, everyone will know the truth."
No explanation ever came.
The rumors spread throughout the academy.
The memory ended.
...
"...False."
The discussion grew louder.
{ Two accusations... both false? }
{ Is this really just a coincidence? }
{ Something feels wrong. }
{ Stop trying to drag Young Master Yu Yuan into this! (╬ಠ益ಠ) }
{ Nobody is dragging him into anything. The Truth Seer is showing us the memories! }
{ Why do I feel like we've been watching the wrong story all along...? }
The judge continued.
"The third accusation."
"You framed Yu Yuan for incidents within the Yu Family."
"No."
The Truth Seer's radiance shimmered.
Another memory unfolded.
Night.
The Yu residence.
Yu Weiwei sat quietly beneath a pavilion, absorbed in his painting.
A gentle breeze drifted through the courtyard.
Then—
A faint rustling sound caught his attention.
He slowly looked up.
Several boxes of high-grade cultivation crystals were being quietly transported across the estate.
Curiosity flashed across his eyes.
After making sure no one had noticed him, he silently followed behind them.
The people moving the boxes...
Were Yu Yuan's personal attendants.
As if remembering something, Yu Weiwei quickly reached into his storage ring and pulled out a small recording device.
He carefully activated it.
A tiny green light flickered.
Only then did he continue following them.
After placing the last box inside a hidden storeroom, the attendants stepped aside.
A figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
Yu Yuan.
His expression remained calm.
"The arrangements have been completed, Young Master."
"Good."
Yu Yuan glanced around the surroundings.
"No one saw you?"
"No, Young Master."
"Very good."
The attendants bowed before quietly leaving.
Hidden behind a nearby tree, Yu Weiwei's eyes widened.
His lips curved into a delighted smile.
"Tsk doing something bad..."
He lowered his voice excitedly.
He happily looked down at the recording device in his hands before carefully putting it back into his storage ring.
Then, humming softly to himself, he skipped away in an unusually good mood.
The memory blurred.
Another scene appeared.
The next morning.
Yu Weiwei brought the evidence before the Yu Family.
"I have something interesting to show everyone."
He casually placed the recording device down.
His expression was confident.
He activated the device.
Nothing happened.
The room fell silent.
Yu Weiwei blinked.
He tried again.
Still nothing.
His brows furrowed.
"That's strange."
He picked up the device and examined it.
"It was working last night."
Someone sneered.
"Another trick?"
Yu Weiwei looked up.
His expression darkened.
"Do you think I have nothing better to do than fabricate evidence?"
The person scoffed.
"Then where is your proof?"
Yu Weiwei stared at the silent recording device.
For the first time...
A trace of confusion appeared in his eyes.
It should have worked.
He knew it had worked.
But no matter how many times he tried...
There was nothing.
Not far away—
Yu Yuan quietly lowered his eyes.
A nearly imperceptible smile crossed the lips of the attendant standing behind him.
The memory shattered.
"...False."
Silence.
The courtroom had become so quiet that even breathing seemed loud.
Si Tian stared blankly at Yu Weiwei.
His fingers unconsciously tightened.
So...
That was the truth.
He remembered that day vividly.
He had been there.
He had watched Yu Weiwei desperately insist that the recording device contained evidence.
At the time...
He had thought Yu Weiwei was throwing another tantrum.
He hadn't believed a single word.
His throat suddenly felt unbearably dry.
The livestream comments exploded.
{ He didn't frame Yu Yuan all along.}
{ So he was just telling the truth...}
{Wasn't the recorder working before? Why did it suddenly malfunction.}
{Upstairs, are you blind? It's obvious that Yu Yuan's attendant tampered with it}
{ Heh. It seems Yu Yuan isn't has innocent as he looks.}
{ Don't drag our Yu darling into this, he might just be transporting the resources to a better place and Yu Weiwei misunderstood him. }
{ Uhn? Do you even believe what nonsense you just spouted?}
{ I told you Yu Yuan's fans are sick, yet no one believed me.}
{ How many things happened behind the scenes that we never knew about? }
{Upstairs, why are you so fast to judge? So what if he's innocent. It doesn't mean he will always be.}
{ First the rumours. Now this. }
{ How many accusations were actually misunderstandings? }
{ ... }
{ I suddenly feel uncomfortable remembering how confidently I called him a murderer. }
{ Same. }
{ As a passer-by, I'll wait until everu verdict is proven before I accuse anyone.}