"Fake?"
"No way, would he really dare to deceive Miss Luo Yao?"
So people found it unbelievable that Yang Ce exposed such a fact. What kind of courage does it take to do such a thing?
However, using soone else’s na to scam people everywhere is truly revolting.
The impostor remained silent, as if he believed that silence was the best strategy at the mont.
No explanation, no rebuttal, giving off a sense of steadiness.
This, in turn, puzzled so others. After all, once questioned, most people would be furious or quickly explain themselves; yet this person acted very calmly.
Even Ye Qiu wanted to give him a thumbs up, praising him a bit.
Yang Ce had seen Ye Qiu before, knowing that Ye Qiu was the sixth elder of the Pill Tower. Obviously, the guy in front of him was fake.
At first, he felt that exposing this impostor was aningless to him, and letting him scam around could actually trouble Ye Qiu, easing his grievances against Ye Qiu.
But when he heard that Wan’er would et with the impostor alone, Yang Ce beca uneasy. If it were the real Ye Qiu, that would be fine—he couldn’t compete—but the thought of Wan’er mingling with a fraud distressed Yang Ce.
So he stepped forward to expose this guy.
Feeling the gazes of everyone, Yang Ce thoroughly enjoyed the attention, as he continued to stare at the impostor, saying, "Your silence suggests you’re powerless to defend yourself, right?"
Luo Yao looked at the impostor and said, "Ye Alchemist, can you explain yourself?"
The impostor nodded, after a mont of silence, he said, "What makes you think I’m fake?"
"I’ve seen the real sixth elder of the Pill Tower; isn’t that enough?" Yang Ce said proudly, and though he didn’t like Ye Qiu, claiming familiarity with Ye Qiu, the sixth elder, felt particularly dignified.
From the mont Yang Ce appeared, the impostor knew he was going to be exposed. He thought that impersonating Ye Qiu would just cause more trouble for Ye Qiu, but he was recognized as fake soon after starting his act.
"Stop him, don’t let this impostor escape." By exposing the impostor, Yang Ce was trying to impress Luo Yao and Wan’er.
Before the impostor could run a few steps, Luo Yao’s two maids had blocked his path.
This attempt to escape only solidified the suspicion that he was an impostor.
"Do you have anything more to say?" Yang Ce approached and stood in front of the impostor.
Hands bound by the two maids, the impostor lifted his head and stared at Yang Ce, "I’m not fake; I am Ye Fentian."
"Heh, I know what Ye Fentian looks like, and you are definitely not him," Yang Ce said calmly.
"Can’t people have the sa na?" This caught Yang Ce off guard.
It’s true, having the sa na isn’t impossible. In this vast land with a massive population, it’s normal to occasionally have na duplicates.
"Hmph, whether the sa na or not, pretending to be soone else is deceit and deserves punishnt." Yang Ce said, preparing to make a move.
"Hold on!"
Another figure appeared, a force halting Yang Ce’s move.
Hmm?
Yang Ce looked at the newcor, his eyes narrowing, because the identity of that person was very high. What surprised him was that this Saint Heir hadn’t yet embarked on the Milky Way Path.
"May I handle this person’s punishnt?" said the Mu Shan Saint Heir.
The impression Mu Shan Saint Heir left on Yang Ce was strong, once being one of the top ten Saint Heirs, and now possessing a terrifying strength.
"Mu Shan Saint Heir, you say handling this person, you must have a reason; he deceived , this matter cannot be overlooked," Luo Yao stated.
"He is an alchemist of my Mu Shan Sect. I hope Miss Luo Yao will give so face; I assure you there will be a satisfactory explanation," said the Mu Shan Saint Heir.
Then, the Mu Shan Saint Heir told the impostor, "Return Miss Luo Yao’s belongings."
The impostor took out the storage ring and handed it to the Mu Shan Saint Heir, then obediently stood behind him.
At this point, only the Mu Shan Saint Heir could protect him.
Having retrieved her belongings, Luo Yao did not pursue the matter further. Although the impostor had deceived her, since the Mu Shan Saint Heir had promised a resolution, she expected an explanation.
As for others fooled by the impostor, they couldn’t help but curse loudly.
"Damn, turns out he was a conman."
"Yeah, we were all duped, but at least he was unmasked early. Otherwise, the losses could have been greater." At this mont, those middle-aged n who were hoping to connect with the impostor through their daughters were very frustrated.
"Shaless bastard, I really wish to kill him."
"Forget it, he belongs to the Mu Shan Saint Heir, we can’t afford to provoke them."
Though many complained, they truly dared not act, as the Mu Shan Saint Heir represented not just himself but also the Mu Shan Sect. Whoever dared to make a move against them would be defying the sect—and who would dare do that?
The Mu Shan Saint Heir showed no intention of apologizing to others; only those with significant status could hear explanations from him. Otherwise...
What does it matter if you were scamd; you’re not entitled to explanations or apologies, just take the bullying.
Clearly, the Mu Shan Saint Heir only apologized to Luo Yao while ignoring everyone else.
"Miss Luo Yao, since everything’s settled, I will take my leave for today. I will visit another day to apologize to Miss Luo Yao." The Mu Shan Saint Heir nodded to Luo Yao, preparing to leave with the impostor.
The impostor eyed Yang Ce with a look full of glee. With the Mu Shan Saint Heir backing him, no one could do anything to him.
Yang Ce was angry but couldn’t express it. Though his teacher was the Heavenly chanism Sage, this couldn’t compare to the Mu Shan Sect backing the Saint Heir, a major sect compared to his teacher, a powerful Loose Cultivator at best.
The Mu Shan Saint Heir glanced at Yang Ce, saying calmly, "A piece of advice: when traversing the martial world, don’t overextend your reach; otherwise, you might find yourself losing an arm or a leg."
With that, the Mu Shan Saint Heir laughed heartily—a warning to Yang Ce to mind his own business.
Yang Ce dared not retaliate but could only swallow his anger.
"Let’s go!"
The Mu Shan Saint Heir, about to take flight with the impostor, was suddenly blocked by a flashing figure.
Next, people heard, "After impersonating , you think you can leave? Did you ask Ye Fentian for permission?"
Hmm?
Ye Fentian?
In the sky, Ye Qiu wore a mask, his face unrecognizable, but everyone clearly heard his words.
Is he Ye Fentian, the real sixth elder of the Pill Tower!
For so reason, hearing Ye Qiu’s voice, Yang Ce felt as though Ye Qiu stood up for him.
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