Chapter 890 – Condemnation (1/2)

Chapter 890 – Condemnation

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Bie Tianxin was dead? Although his cultivation level was not enough to be ranked amongst true geniuses like the ones on the Proclamation of Liberation and Proclamation of Golden Distinction, he was still a famous person on the continent.

After all, not everyone could be like him, with both parents being experts of the Divine Domain. In truth, other than Luoluo, one could not find another.

A person like this had died? Who would dare to kill him?

As they thought this question, the thousand-some people on the plateau turned once more to Chen Changsheng.

Everyone knew that Chen Changsheng and the Orthodoxy, or to put it more accurately, the Orthodox Academy had a deep grudge with the mother and son that were Wuqiong Bi and Bie Tianxin.

And someone who could dare to kill Bie Tianxin and had the ability to… there were far too few people on the continent that could pull this off. Besides the Pope, who else could it be?

Chen Changsheng saw the hint of grief in Bie Yanghong's eyes and knew that Wuqiong Bi spoke the truth: Bie Tianxin was dead.

His mood sank as he realized that today's matter was even more troublesome than he had calculated yesterday with the Intellectual Sword.

Several years ago in the capital, the Li Palace had proposed the All-School Martial Exhibition, and he and the Orthodox Academy had once come into conflict with Bie Tianxin and his servant. But at that time, Bie Yanghong had sent a timely letter to Su Moyu to have him transfer from the Li Palace Academy to the Orthodox Academy, quickly pacifying the situation.

Afterward, Wuqiong Bi had snuck into the Orthodox Academy at night, attempting to kill Xuanyuan Po to establish her might, but ended up being beaten like a stray dog by Su Li's letter.

In these two incidents, Chen Changsheng and the Orthodox Academy had not felt like they had suffered losses, so he had never once thought about taking revenge on Wuqiong Bi and Bie Tianxin. With the passage of time and all the significant events that had ensued, he had even almost forgotten about these things. Some days ago, when he met Bie Tianxin in Hanqiu City, he hadn't even glanced at him.

”I ask that Sir please clearly explain what happened,” Chen Changsheng said to Bie Yanghong.

Bie Yanghong gave him a deep glance, then said, ”My son was unworthy, but I do not believe his crimes deserved death. I have come today to learn why he had to be killed.”

Chen Changsheng replied, ”The last time I met Bie Tianxin was in Hanqiu City, the first in three years.”

Gou Hanshi rose and said, ”I ask that Sir restrain your grief. This junior believes that there might be some misunderstandings in this matter and presumptuously requests for Senior to give some details.”

Bie Yanghong placed his hands behind him and looked at the distant Tong River, his expression gradually chilling.

”My son died yesterday in the river canyon twenty li from Fengyang City. His body had been rendered into dust and thrown into the river. If not for the brand my wife and I had left on his body, as well as other secretive methods, it would have been impossible to find. Even if we had merely been slightly later, we would find it impossible to find him. This criminal was ruthless, malicious and meticulous, truly worthy of admiration.”

This expert's admiration for the criminal who had killed his son was naturally sarcasm.

The more he admired, the more he wanted that person to die, and to die a most miserable death, countless times more miserable than having one's bones ground to dust.

The plateau was very quiet, everyone solemnly listening to his words.

Upon hearing Fengyang City mentioned, Tang Thirty-Six and Hu Thirty-Two glanced at each other, unease springing forth in their minds.

Chen Changsheng replied, ”I truly did go to Fengyang City, but I did not meet your son.”

Bie Yanghong was not surprised that Chen Changsheng would admit to going to Fengyang. With tens of thousands of believers as witnesses, who would dare deny it?

He looked into Chen Changsheng's eyes and asked, ”Did Nanke fly you across a certain part of the river?”

Chen Changsheng recalled that sight and said, ”Correct.”

Bie Yanghong fell silent for a few moments, then said, ”The remnants of his body were beneath that part of the river.”

Chen Changsheng fell silent.

As one of those involved, he naturally knew that this was a plot. The problem was that that this plot was so formidable that there was nothing he could say.

Wuqiong Bi rushed up to Bie Yanghong and yelled, ”Just what do you want to do, speaking such nonsense to him!”

A chilly wind blew back and forth across the plateau, throwing her white hair into a somewhat sorry state.

Chen Changsheng had never liked her, but when he saw her grief-stricken appearance, he felt sympathy. ”It truly was not me.”

Wuqiong Bi turned around and stared at him, her eyes filled with spite, seemingly ready to bite him. ”Then hand over that evil dragon!”