At this very mont, upon learning that Ye Xiaofan is already on his way back, the elders within Yanhuang Soul, along with a large number of mbers handling affairs, plus the A-level team leaders, and a crowd of mbers have all gathered at the training ground.
This interrogation must not have a single shred of concealnt; everything must be disclosed. This was confird after a eting. It's imperative to provide a reasonable explanation to those mbers speculating about the entire incident.
"Boss..."
"Boss... Third Brother Li..."
"Boss, don't worry, with us here, no one will dare to wrong you..."
The very mont soone stepped forward, Lin Hongbin, He Qiang, Li Sai, and others who had just been released from the little black room imdiately voiced their support.
To them, Ye Xiaofan is their ntor. Although they complained bitterly about his strict training, and secretly said many bad things about Xiaofan and Third Brother Li behind their backs,
those words were just idle talk. As they gradually grew and completed nurous missions, they finally realized that everything they learned under Xiaofan and his team's devilish training could truly be applied in real combat.
They began to look forward, to wait, anticipating the return of their leaders to the base once again to impart more knowledge and experience. However, in the end, only Lei Xiaolei and Ren Ying returned. The others were rarely seen at the base again, especially Boss Xiaofan.
And so, his return in such a manner was sothing Lin Hongbin and others could never believe in.
Stopping in his tracks, Xiaofan glanced at Lin Hongbin and the group, lightly shook his head, and then continued walking forward.
With that shake of the head, all shouting instantly ceased—the air filled with silence, as everyone simply awaited and watched as their ntor stepped onto the platform where the elders were present.
This platform was originally ant for holding collective etings, yet this ti, it was used to interrogate Xiaofan.
"Xiaofan, co, have a seat here..." Upon reaching the platform, Shan Feng stood up, inviting Xiaofan to sit over there.
"Elder Shan..." Xiaofan nodded in response, preparing to sit down.
Elder Shan was among the first to know that Xiaofan was Ye Aotian's grandson. When Xiaofan ventured alone into Yanhuang Soul searching for Shen Zuimo, Shan Feng had already collaborated with Xiaofan on a chapter, truly astonished by Xiaofan's profound inner strength.
Later, when Fan Lingtian took a lenient attitude towards Xiaofan, making excuses for him as though it was a temporarily arranged exercise, it left Shan Feng puzzled. Upon inquiry, he learned of Xiaofan's identity.
Subsequently, Xiaofan's outstanding performance in Yanhuang Soul and his victory over Red Butterfly were all noticed by him. When Fan Lingtian proposed giving Xiaofan the successor's position, Shan Feng supported it without hesitation. Now, he is the foremost supporter of Xiaofan as the first choice.
"Ahem, but he's a suspect. How can he simply sit wherever he pleases?" However, different voices erged, this ti from the elders seated on the platform, who were fond of uttering political talk, fixated on power and intrigue. Clearly, they were not keen on seeing the control of Yanhuang Soul passed onto a youngster. Of course, it did not an they would intentionally fra Xiaofan but making things difficult for him seed inevitable, as they preferred to believe Xiaofan was the true culprit behind Fan Lingtian's assassination attempt.
"What are you talking about? Xiaofan is only here to explain things to everyone, not to confess a cri, so why can't he sit... That's nonsense. Ignore them and just sit. We have your back." Shan Feng lashed out, hurling insults upfront without offering any face in front of the crowd.
The scene was divided into two factions. Much like in ancient tis, when civil and military officials coexisted, Shan Feng having reached his position through strength, represented the military faction, whereas the opposing side naturally comprised the civil officials.
Shan Feng, a crude individual, had endured these people for long enough. They were always harping on about reforms and innovations, without focusing on training newcors and their combat abilities. This is Yanhuang Soul; what's the use of all that?
Xiaofan would not let Shan Feng down, especially since he was not the culprit.
He walked slowly and sat down, with Li San and Ren Ling standing silently behind his chair, waiting for his orders.
"Ye Xiaofan, I won't waste words; you know why you've been summoned back, right?"
Just as he sat, questions arose. Clearly, they had been waiting impatiently for so ti.
"I know, Mr. Fan... the principal was assassinated, and you suspect I'm involved..."
"Correct, a lot of evidence points to you as the perpetrator, how do you explain that?"
"I'd like to hear your evidence first..." Xiaofan replied calmly.
"Fine, Yanhuang Soul is heavily guarded, outsiders are absolutely unable to breach in. So, to enter, one must climb up from the cliff at the back, and you've done that before." The questioning elder was surnad Zhang, Zhang Mancheng, considered one of the most prestigious elders.
"I admit, I have climbed it."
"Very well, so you're familiar with every plant and tree here, capable of locating Fan Lingtian and attempting to kill him; do you admit it?"
"Nonsense, the principal's office location was temporarily changed. How long has it been since I returned to Yanhuang Soul? He changed his location, how could I possibly know?"
"This... perhaps soone inford you?"
"Have you found out who that person is?" Xiaofan instantly countered.
"That... not yet..."
"If you haven't found out, then randomly guessing, what kind of evidence is that?" Xiaofan pressed on step by step.
"I... fine, let's not discuss this for now. But toothpicks are your most adept weapon. Both Fan Lingtian and Shen Junjie sustained injuries near their temples from toothpicks, and an overnight guard was also killed by one. Everyone knows your lethal technique involves using toothpicks to kill invisibly, Ye Xiaofan," Zhang Mancheng continued questioning.
"If everyone knows, why would I stupidly use a toothpick, am I that foolish to let you deliberately suspect ?" Xiaofan delivered yet another brilliant counter.
"You... you're trying to cover up and want us to follow your reasoning."
"Honestly, how did you even get to that position, lacking brains? Li San..."
"Yes."
Upon hearing Xiaofan, Li San stepped forward, accepting the few toothpicks Xiaofan handed over, raised his hand, and shot them towards a chair not far away.
'Thud, thud, thud, thud...' The toothpicks plunged into the chair, penetrating deeply.
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