Yang Mengchen had already guessed it would be like this, for she remembered Xiong Lizheng was always duplicitous, deceiving the entire Huangsha Village with his facade, "I too discerned something from Xiong Lizheng's words just now. As for what the truth is, let's have Xiong Lizheng speak for himself. However, no matter what I ask or say later, none of you should interrupt."
"Whoever interrupts Ah Jiu, this prince will definitely not spare their life!" Seeing the burning dark light in Yang Mengchen's eyes, Long Xuanmo knew she must have a full plan.
Once the prince had spoken, no one else dared to dissent and immediately fell silent, fearing that interrupting Yang Mengchen would result in execution; suddenly, the reception hall became as quiet as death, as if even the air had frozen.