Shame. There was shame on every Cheng’s members’ face.

All the elders were pondering. They tried to recall what had happened in the past tens of years; the more they thought about it, the worse they looked. 

She gave Old Man Ying a supercilious look before she turned her attention back onto First Elder. “Well? You don’t dare to admit to it now? Our Cheng’s family is here now. If you kill us now, Sacred Land Zhongyuan will be yours. You can name whoever you want to be the Count. Wasn’t that what you’ve said just a little while ago? Here’s your chance now. Don’t let it slip you by, wouldn’t you say?”

Mo Xuanzun, with a slight smile, turned toward the slowly approaching emperor and said, “Your Majesty. This was, indeed, matters within the Cheng’s. We wouldn’t do anything that will cause you any trouble.”