When Wang Wenze, supporting the severely injured Jiang Feiyang, broke through the enemy encirclent and appeared before everyone with the full cooperation of the rescue squad, Dieterma's face turned pale. In his heart, he cursed Little Friedrich, who had assured him with utmost certainty, damned and foul-mouthed.
Dieterma even considered killing this team on the spot before they could speak, but just as the thought of killing arose, a sense of crisis surged. He turned sharply to look at the enemy ranks, discovering four people in investigation bureau uniforms staring at him with a presence not weaker than upper-level mbers of the Demon Race. He knew if he acted rashly, they would pounce and tear him apart.
Seeing this, Dieterma finally believed that the entire situation was a trap set by the Samikina Clan right from the start. As soon as he arrived here, the other side had been laying out their plans. Because he had never t these four people, and in the visual sphere Samikina showed him, these four were deliberately edited out, focusing only on Pei Yan and the three others. This strict block on information regarding the investigation bureau led to a misjudgnt of their fighting capacity, causing him to heed Little Friedrich's persuasion, leading to his current passive predicant.
It was too late for regrets now. While he was montarily stunned, the rescue squad managed to break out smoothly under Pei Yan's chanical simulacrum deploynt. Wang Wenze and Zheng Jiaru supported Jiang Feiyang from the left and right as they approached Pei Yan and the others.
Although they had already witnessed Jiang Feiyang's dire condition on the screen, seeing him rescued in person was still shocking. The investigation bureau mbers collectively gasped, and fury filled their hearts. Jiang Feiyang's hands had only two intact fingers remaining, the rest were broken. His face was bloodied from hits, and his slightly trembling left leg hinted it had taken a heavy blow too.
"Pei Zi, it's my fault. I didn't listen to you, and I'm sorry for causing this ss for everyone!"
Upon witnessing Jiang Feiyang's miserable state, any resentnt Pei Yan held against his disobedience vanished. Hearing his proactive admission of fault in front of everyone struck a chord with Pei Yan's compassionate side. He sighed and consoled him, "We are all on the sa side. No need for apologies. Others sched against you, their plan failed this ti, but they'll try again. We all learned from this mistake."
"Yeah! Brother, about this vendetta, I..."
Pei Yan waved his hand to interrupt Jiang Feiyang, saying, "I heard everything you told Little Friedrich. Rest assured, I will handle it for you!" With that, he stopped Elder Lin, who was about to treat Jiang Feiyang's injuries, asking, "Can you hold on a bit longer?"
"No problem!" Understanding the hint, Jiang Feiyang grinned in response.
"Support him and follow !" Pei Yan said, his face gloomy as he turned and floated to the front of the two armies again. Pointing at Jiang Feiyang beside him, he sneered, "Dieterma, didn't you want evidence? Now, explain to what's going on here!"
"This, this, this!" Dieterma stamred, unable to think of a response.
"Can't see it clearly? Then let help you see it clearly!" Pei Yan snapped his fingers, and over a hundred drones appeared out of nowhere, flying in all directions. Gigantic screens projected Jiang Feiyang's enlarged image into mid-air. With prior preparation, Jiang Feiyang seized the opportunity to activate his essence, making his face even paler. He then leaned his head on Wang Wenze's shoulder, feigning a nearly lifeless state.
Seeing this, Pei Yan stifled his laughter, thinking that Old Jiang's ability to leverage situations wasn't any less than his own. Since Jiang had already acted out the part, he might as well go with the flow. With this thought, he put on a solemn face and passionately proclaid, "I wonder if all of you in the Demon Race are so innately cold-hearted and ungrateful? Since arriving here, I have been weary of the endless scheming and suppression. Even so, I comforted myself, believing that hearts will eventually soften with ti as our two realms get acquainted. But reality told I was utterly mistaken! Two major victories! Two! My investigation bureau exerted all efforts to reclaim territories for you and rescue the Star Lord. Yet, what did we gain in return?"
Pointing fiercely at Jiang Feiyang behind him, Pei Yan shouted, "Him! During the decisive battle at Snow Peak Ridge, half the firepower support ca from him. You should know better than anyone how many Disaster Legion forces he obliterated and how many sacrifices of Demon Race soldiers he averted! But look at how you treated him! Dieterma, this is how you Demon Race treat your allies? Didn't you accuse of wanton ddling? Everything that happened today, I've recorded it all. I'll take this to your almighty Demon God. I'll show it to the leaders of other realms and let them see if there's truly such a treacherous ally in this world. We'll see then who dares extend a helping hand to your Demon Race!"
Under Pei Yan's indignant accusation, the Demon Race soldiers, who initially gathered hastily without understanding the situation, finally grasped the truth. Seeing Jiang Feiyang's dying image on the screen, coupled with Pei Yan's sarcastic jabs, sha and anger rose on every Demon Race soldier's face. Their gazes towards Dieterma, the initiator of the incident, grew increasingly hostile.
At this mont, cornered by Pei Yan's questioning, Dieterma felt as if he was treading on thorns. Cold sweat flowed, his mouth opened and closed, and he didn't know how to respond. It took him a long mont to react and loudly retort, "This is slander! Slander! The Samikina Clan, in collusion with outsiders, has frad us! Slander!"
"Slander? Seems you don't cry until you see the coffin. Wondering why I pinned the bla on your group so quickly? I'll ensure you die with clarity today!"
With another snap of Pei Yan's fingers, the screen's images changed, revealing the visual record of Jiang Feiyang being tortured in a prison cell. Pei Yan had deliberately removed the sound from this segnt, leaving only the scene where Little Friedrich tornted Jiang Feiyang.
"Dieterma, didn't you claim Little Friedrich wasn't in your camp? How do you explain this!" Bailang flew forward and mocked, pointing at the image.
Dieterma was already speechless and didn't know how to argue. What happened next plunged his heart into an abyss; the image on the screen shifted again, transitioning from the prison to his tent. This ti, Pei Yan amplified the sound, allowing every Demon Race mber present to hear every word exchanged between him and Little Friedrich in the tent after he arrived.
Listening to their conspiring words, Samikina was overjoyed. He hadn't expected Pei Yan to have such a backup. No wonder Bailang had set up so many precautions when discussing affairs with him, evidently having suffered significant losses before.
Now, with this testimony, the bla for destabilizing the alliance rests solidly on the erging nobles. Even if the Demon God questions the matter later, the other side has no defendable position!
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