Ye Feng stood upright, his gaze mocking as he looked at Zhang Jiuming, not hurrying him at all. After all, he had all the time in the world. Now the evidence was irrefutable, and he wasn't afraid of any cunning arguments from the other party. The problem wasn't with Zhang Jiuming, it was with Duan Tian.
If Duan Tian were foolish and audacious enough to try and save Zhang Jiuming regardless of the consequences, then the whole situation would be completely different. Of course, if that were the case, Ye Feng wouldn't mind if both sides went to war. He had already destroyed Sects of Ancient Martial Arts like the Flora Sect and the Underworld Sect; he certainly wouldn't care about a Great General's Mansion.