C98 You Got It Wrong. I Am Not The Murderer

Suddenly, the entire study room fell silent. A pin drop could be heard in the still room.

Everyone’s eyes were glued on Zhan Tianming and Zongzheng Wanyou, unable to look away.

On everyone’s faces was a stunned expression.

“What in the world is going on?” Feng Wushuang whispered in a low voice.

Zhan Tianming was also frowning, completely confused by how the day’s events had unfolded. He could only stare blankly at the enraged Zongzheng Wanyou in front of him at a complete loss at what to do. He could not wrap his mind around how the latter was suddenly accusing him as the murderer.

In addition, she seemed very certain and nothing he could say or do could convince her otherwise.

Whoosh!

Just as Zhan Tianming was feeling cornered, Zongzheng Wanyou suddenly brought out the whip attached to her waist and swung it aggressively at Zhan Tianming.

Crack, crack, crack...

Tiny bolts of silver lightning electrified the air and bounced off the whip coming straight at him.

The few people standing near Zhan Tianming all quickly bolted in the other direction.

Zhan Tianming did not dare to just stand there and receive the blow from Zongzheng Wanyou’s hand. He ignited his Nine Dragons Step and moved out of the way of the whip just in time.

Pow!

The whip instead landed on the door, shattering the wooden panel into many different pieces.

“Men, arrest the murderer!” A servant could be heard shouting out loud.

Immediately, the guards surrounded him as one by one they unsheathed their weapons and glared at Zhan Tianming. The slightest provocation would provoke them to attack.

“Get out of here! You’re not allowed to interfere!”

Zongzheng Wanyou’s screaming voice echoed across the room.

Tears were still running down her face, and her hand clutching the whip had turned pale from its tight grip around the handle. As her hands slowly fell to her sides, Zhan Tianming could see that they were trembling slightly.

“Leave him to me. I… I will kill him with my own hands and avenge my father!”

She was gnashing her teeth, her voice filled with bottomless rage.

Zongzheng Wanyou had already deduced that the culprit could be none other than Zhan Tianming. But the flames of vengeance had been burning for a long time in her heart. No one could stop her. If anyone dares to stand in her way, they would become her mortal enemy.

In this life, there could be no end to this sort of death and killing!

“County Princess, I had nothing to do with the death of your father,” Zhan Tianming tried explaining.

This sort of misunderstanding was not something he had hoped for.

“Shut up!”

“If it’s not you, then who else could it be?”

Zongzheng Wanyou was yelling at this moment. It was obvious she was truly in pain. Her face was very sad, and at the same time, it was also very angry. Sobs kept erupting from her red lips and nose, and it looked like her beautiful eyes could not contain all those tears as they kept rolling down her cheeks.

Her tears gave the impression of the rain lashing out at the pear blossoms. It was both sad and beautiful.

It caused people to pity the County Princess.

Looking at Zongzheng Wanyou going through another bout of tears, Zhan Tianming could not help but frown. He did not feel good that someone in such close proximity to him was suffering.

He didn’t want to hurt Zongzheng Wanyou anymore than he had to, but it was impossible for him to shoulder the blame for such an unreasonable crime. Wanting to prove his innocence, he pointed to one of the servants in the crowd and said, “When I arrived, your father was already dead.”

Whoosh!

Zongzheng Wanyou’s tear-stained eyes immediately swept over the room.

The servant at first looked too anxious and terrified to testify, but after a moment, he nodded his head and said, “County Princess, it’s true. When I brought Young Master Zhan here, it was he who smelled the stench of blood coming from the study. Then, Young Master Zhan opened the study door to investigate, and we both saw that His Highness had been assassinated.”

“You’re lying!”

Zongzheng Wanyou angrily pointed her finger at the servant, scaring the servant so much that he immediately became submissive.

“Hey, you ugly bastard, you can’t just go around randomly accusing people…” Feng Wushuang stood up and spoke for Zhan Tianming, but Zhan Tianming pulled her to the side and shook his head, indicating that she didn’t have to go through with this.

In the end, Feng Wushaung curled back her lips and swallowed what she had to say.

She also understood that the current Zongzheng Wanyou was in such a state, nothing she could say would have any effect.

At least, she didn’t have to argue with Zongzheng Wanyou anymore at this time.

Zhan Tianming turned his gaze to Zongzheng Wanyou, and he suddenly knew in his heart what this was all about. “I know, it’s all because I gave you my word that I would help you with the problem you had. That’s why I’m your number one suspect for having murdered your father, but you must think things through. Compared to how powerful your father is, do you really think I can take him on myself?”

“My father… He possesses a Three Star Martial Spirit, but you are…”

After putting two and two together, this seemed to have calmed down Zongzheng Wanyou a little bit.

Zhan Tianming continued for her, “That’s right, your father possesses a Three Star Martial Spirit while I’m only a Four Star Martial Practitioner. I’d like to point out, if the difference in strength between us is that great, how in the world could I possibly kill your father?”

“And…”

“Judging from the state of your father’s blood, the timing is off. I should have been still talking with you in your courtyard when he was assassinated. This clearly is a misunderstanding. I don’t have the ability to clone myself in order to kill your father like you said.”

This obviously did not happen.

Zongzheng Wanyou immediately understood without needing Zhan Tianming to go too much into it.

Just now, she was overly emotional, so how could she have been able to think things through carefully?

This was something Zhan Tianming completely sympathized with.

Anyone who was forced into this type of situation would not be in the right state of mind.

He tried comforting her. “Country Princess Wanyou, don’t be so sad. If it’s alright with you, I want to go over the case and investigate how your father died. Maybe some evidence will turn up.”

Zongzheng Wanyou was at a loss at what to do at this very moment in time.

Upon hearing that Zhan Tianming wanted to help find her father’s cause of death and help her gather evidence, she suddenly felt less burdened. Here was someone willing to lend a helping hand, so she could only nod her head in agreement.

Zhan Tianming then stepped forward.

The smell of blood was overpowering.

However, this was miles away from the bloody carnage he witnessed while killing countless beasts and vicious creatures during his Purple Cloud Mountain days.

With a frown on his face, Zhan Tianming turned around and activated Little Purple from the War Pet Space.

“Bajie, smell it carefully. And tell me what you can sense from it.” Zhan Tianming transmitted his message.

“I know, Master.” Little Purple nodded its head.

Shortly after, he could see Little Purple in the study room sniffing around.

“County Princess, look, it’s that purple pig.” Xiang Er raised her hand and pointed in the direction of Little Purple making its way around the study room.

But Zongzheng Wanyou had already caught sight of it.

However, she was at a loss at what to do right now. Her heart was in a terrible mess. Not only was she scared, but she was also overwhelmed with the feeling that she was all alone, with no one to rely on. How could she possibly dare to trouble someone who was willing to help her shoulder the burden?

Now, even though she already knew Zhan Tianming was the thief that peeked on her while she was taking a bath, she didn’t have the heart to punish him.

She could only hope that Zhan Tianming would not suddenly give up on her and let this entire matter go.

Otherwise...

She had no idea what to do.

The feeling of having no one by her side to rely on after losing her only family member was altogether too excruciating.

Seeing Zongzheng Wanyou’s calm face, Xiang Er did not say anything further.

After all, Zongzheng Wanyou was still grieving.

Feng Wushuang could not help but feel a little surprised.

She wanted to know where Zhan Tianming could have gotten that cute Little Purple pig from.

After all, it was known that Cosmic Bags cannot contain living beings.

But now was not the time to go into such things, so Feng Wushuang could only hold back her question and not ask, raising her head to see Zhan Tianming walking beside Little Purple Pig, going around examining the study room as if at any moment he would find some incriminating evidence that he would readily pounce on.

“Does this mean Little Purple pig is capable of finding clues?”