CHAPTER 533: CHAPTER 530 COMMANDER NIE_1

Pan Wuyan and her companion glanced at Qin Feiyang, then at Mo Wushen, their hands involuntarily gripping tighter. Their faces were even more somber than before, yet they hesitated to make a move or break their silence. Because it was obvious that Mo Wushen was at his peak, they felt slightly intimidated. Most importantly, Qin Feiyang was watchfully lurking nearby. If they really started to fight, Qin Feiyang would inevitably be the biggest winner in the end.

Mo Wushen also glanced at Qin Feiyang with profound meaning, then turned his gaze to Pan Wuyan and her companion, saying, "We’ve already torn away all pretense, yet you still hesitate over this and that. What’s the sense in that?"

"Torn away all pretense!"

The crowd was secretly taken aback. What exactly had happened in the Spirit Cloud Mountain Range to make Mo Wushen so hostile toward Pan Wuyan and her companion?

"What’s the use of acting so brazen now? Only the one who laughs last is the true winner," Pan Wuyan sneered.

"I agree with that," Qin Feiyang nodded and smiled.

"Then let’s wait and see." Mo Wushen gave the three of them—Qin Feiyang, Pan Wuyan, and her companion—a cold glance, then swooped down to stand alone on a rock. His expression was tranquil, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Seeing Mo Wushen stand apart, Qin Feiyang couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment. He turned to Pan Wuyan and her companion. "You two, shall we continue?"

"HUMPH!" The pair snorted coldly and landed on a small distant hill, their eyes glinting with a cold light.

Qin Feiyang glanced at the three of them—Mo Wushen, Pan Wuyan, and her companion—then landed beside Fatty.

Fatty whispered, "Boss, why don’t we finish them off?"

"Easy for you to say. If you’re so capable, why don’t you go ahead?" Qin Feiyang rolled his eyes at him.

Fatty chuckled awkwardly.

WHOOSH!!!

Subsequently, figures appeared one after another. They were all Disciples of the inner sanctum, but their cultivation was generally below Five-Star War Emperor.

By sunset, everyone who had been inside the Spirit Cloud Mountain Range had finally emerged.

WHOOSH!

Soon, a skeletal, white-haired old man in a black robe descended over the plain.

"Greetings, Commander Nie."

The people present, including Mo Wushen, Pan Wuyan, and Yan Tianfeng, bowed respectfully. Seeing this, Qin Feiyang and Fatty also bowed. After all, these were critical times; it wouldn’t do to be too arrogant.

Commander Nie scanned the crowd, his brow furrowing slightly. His gaze locked onto Qin Feiyang as he roared, "Ma San, is this your handiwork!"

Immediately, all eyes turned to Qin Feiyang, expressions full of schadenfreude.

Qin Feiyang felt a chill and asked, puzzled, "Commander Nie, what do you mean by that?"

"Before this training exercise, the inner sanctum had three Nine-Star War Emperors, three Eight-Star War Emperors, and eleven Seven-Star War Emperors," Commander Nie’s voice was stern and accusatory. "But look now! Among the Nine-Star War Emperors, only Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi remain. And there isn’t a single Eight-Star or Seven-Star War Emperor left! Do you have any idea how much effort the Master poured into cultivating them?"

Qin Feiyang subtly raised an eyebrow. So, they were all kept here just to hold me accountable and make an example of me?

"Don’t think your silence will end this matter," Commander Nie continued, looking coldly at Qin Feiyang and Zhang Six. "I’m telling you, it’s not that easy. The Master has issued an order: due to your extremely cruel methods and excessively brutal nature, you must be severely punished! Effective immediately, you will be thrown into prison to await the Master’s further decision! And Zhang Six, as Ma San’s accomplice, you will also be imprisoned to await judgment! Do you have any objections?"

"Yes," Qin Feiyang responded without hesitation. "I’d like to ask, before the Master made this decision, did he thoroughly investigate these matters?"

"You dare question the Master?" Commander Nie’s face turned cold.

"I’m not questioning him," Qin Feiyang said. "I just want to know if the Master is showing favoritism."

"Ridiculous!" Commander Nie’s gaze was dark, his old face grim and menacing. "The Master, as the ruler of Yun State, has always upheld the principles of fairness, impartiality, and transparency. How could he possibly show favoritism to anyone? If you dare to spout such nonsense again, don’t blame this Commander for getting rough with you!"

Fatty burst into laughter fueled by anger. "If it’s truly about fairness and impartiality, then why aren’t Mo Wushen and his faction being punished?"

"What have they done wrong?" Commander Nie retorted. "If they’ve done nothing wrong, why should they be punished?"

"It seems you really don’t know anything," Fatty said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Fine, I’ll tell you. Nie Yu, Mo He, Zhao Wei, Liang Cheng, and Yuan Wu—yes, they were indeed killed by us. But the other Seven-Star War Emperors all died because of Mo Wushen and his two cohorts. That woman, Pan Wuyan even killed her with her own hands! If the Master is truly fair and impartial, then they should be imprisoned just like us!

"Of course," Fatty continued, "if it’s because they are the three great Kings of the inner sanctum, and that gives them the right to act so willfully and recklessly, then I have nothing more to say."

A murderous glint flashed deep in Commander Nie’s old eyes. "That’s just your side of the story. Who can testify to it?"

Fatty pointed at Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi. "They saw it all with their own eyes. They can testify."

"Well then, speak up," Commander Nie said, turning to Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi.

Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi’s gazes flickered, and they looked towards Qin Feiyang and Fatty. Fatty’s face was full of expectation, while Qin Feiyang remained calm.

Then, Liu Yunfeng and Pei Sanshi turned to Mo Wushen, Pan Wuyan, and Yan Tianfeng. Mo Wushen’s expression was unchanged, as if he hadn’t heard a thing, maintaining an aloof, unconcerned posture. However, the eyes of Yan Tianfeng and Pan Wuyan held a subtle, menacing glint.