Chapter 1004: Chapter 244: Schemes from All Sides, Traps Set to Kill! [Ten Thousand Words!] (Part 2)

Feng Yun’s gaze turned cold, staring at Yin Yunxiao like a venomous snake watching its prey near a trap.

He immediately began to plot.

He chuckled lightly, with a hint of amusement, saying: "Oh? Don’t rush to act. Tell me, what did I do first?"

Yin Yunxiao’s icy gaze pierced Feng Yun, gritting his teeth: "Yes, yes, it’s precisely your aura. That superior, dismissive attitude—Feng Yun, your pretentiousness is impeccable, and pretending to be oblivious is equally convincing."

Feng Yun chuckled gracefully, shaking his head: "Care to clarify? With so many people here, are you afraid I’ll deny it? Share it, let everyone know how I supposedly did this first."

Yin Yunxiao took a deep breath, extended his hand, and declared word by word: "Feng Yun, I’m giving you a chance. Return the Spiritual Medicine you’ve stolen from our Underworld!"

Jiang Bihuai and others were taken aback, turning their gaze to Feng Yun.

Feng Yun actually robbed Yin Yunxiao? That’s big news!

"Oh, seems someone framed me, pretending to use my name?"

Yin Yunxiao indeed didn’t make a move, reassuring Feng Yun and allowing him to strategize more calmly.

Feng Yun smiled, looking down at Yin Yunxiao: "So, you’ve been robbed? Yin Yunxiao, as the Underworld Saint Child and a Jianghu expert, you’re known for conniving and robbing others, yet you were robbed yourself? That’s truly unusual."

His words were like resounding slaps, echoing on Yin Yunxiao’s face.

Yin Yunxiao’s face turned red, eyes flickering with blood, saying: "Feng Yun, simply using words to mock others isn’t considered classy, is it? I ask you, will you return it or not?"

Behind him, twenty-six Underworld Disciples exuded a Ghostly Aura, readying to fight.

Feng Yun merely glanced, saying: "How can you be sure it was I who robbed you? As long as you provide evidence or witnesses, everything can be resolved."

To unearth the person causing chaos from the shadows, and for his own scheme, Feng Yun didn’t mind offering Yin Yunxiao some Heavenly Treasures.

Because the person lurking is considered the most dangerous by Feng Yun.

The reason being: Yin Yunxiao, although narrow-minded, ruthless, selfish, and arrogant with endless flaws, is definitely not a fool.

If someone framing ordinary Sect disciples wasn’t bothersome enough for Feng Yun, the ability to deceive someone of Yin Yunxiao’s stature is concerning. This implies the impersonation has reached a seamless level—which is what Feng Yun fears most.

Yin Yunxiao, however, was never a concern for Feng Yun.

So, understanding this matter was his priority, but leading Yin Yunxiao into a trap in the process was also paramount.

Yin Yunxiao laughed angrily: "Feng Yun, do you think what you did is seamless? Do you think I can’t produce evidence?"

Feng Yun shook his head: "I don’t think that way, but you came to bother me without any evidence. Don’t say I’m unreasonable, but even when reasonable, your claims alone can’t decide everything, right?"

He sneered: "If you claim I stole from you, should I then provide a pile of Heavenly Treasures? What if I said you stole from me? Would you have to return it then?"

He displayed a mocking smile: "Ultimately, for the shameless, saying and doing anything is feasible; compared to the vast Heavenly Treasures, what does a face matter? Isn’t that right, Yin Yunxiao?"

Yin Yunxiao trembled with rage.

Eyes almost bulging out.

Consumed by anger.

Yet, evidence, he truly lacked!

Even Fang Che, who impersonated Feng Yun, had none.

But Yin Yunxiao remained convinced.

"It’s you! That lifeless demeanor, superior tone, indifferent voice, commanding authority—a prestige and presence unmatched by others in the entire Yin Yang Realm!"

Other Underworld Disciples, even Sect disciples, nodded in agreement.

Indeed, Feng Yun’s regal demeanor and authoritative aura are hard to imitate!

Feng Yun frowned.

He instantly understood. The aura, accent, momentum, demeanor—imitated so well that even Yin Yunxiao couldn’t distinguish.

Thus, although Yin Yunxiao had no evidence, explaining it was futile—though he didn’t wish to explain.

Who could it be?

Feng Yun eyed all the leaders, assessing them.

Musing: "Saint Yin’s praise is quite high. Does even the esteemed Heavenly Palace Young Palace Master Jiang Bihuai rank beneath me in demeanor and presence? Aren’t you risking offense?"

Indeed, Feng Yun’s prime suspect was Jiang Bihuai. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Their similarities were apparent: both lofty, both composed.

Though Jiang Bihuai was slightly inexperienced and imposing.

While Feng Yun was already composed, like an unfathomable wave crashing upon the mountains.