All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 95 - 94 Apologize to Elder Su!!_1

(Chapter 94.96 might feel a little weak; I wasn’t in good form when writing it, so I suggest skipping it. If this bothers you, please don’t read it—it won’t affect the subsequent story.)

Yu Hongxiu turned her head slightly to look at Su Bei. She noticed the faint smile that seemed to perpetually grace the corners of his mouth, yet she was unable to discern what he might be thinking.

His arcane discourses were just like that—at times profound and inscrutable, at others so stubbornly fixated they stifled any deep reflection.

He was clearly a gentleman as fine as jade, yet his depths were unfathomable at a single glance!

What kind of person was this!?

Nevertheless, she suppressed the words she longed to say. Remaining silent, her eyes, tinged with confusion, rested on Su Bei.

Then, she saw Su Bei’s eyes suddenly fill with an expression reflecting the vicissitudes of life. His head tilted at a forty-five-degree angle as he quietly gazed at the sky.

Snowflakes drifted down, landing softly on Su Bei’s long hair. Sunlight bathed the scene. Su Bei’s smile seemed somewhat ’forced,’ carrying a hint of inscrutable bitterness.

Su Bei took a gentle step backward. This step seemed to be both an answer to Mo Zhan’s question and an acquiescence to everything—beyond defense!

The snow fell heavier and heavier.

In that moment, Su Bei’s somewhat frail figure, as perceived by the crowd, appeared rather worn, embodying an indescribable loneliness and sense of grievance.

The voices of accusation and discussion gradually subsided. Everyone stared, stunned, at the silent Su Bei.

Even Mo Zhan’s eyes filled with confusion. Why isn’t Su Bei saying anything?

Is he so arrogant that he refuses even to defend himself?

Heavy clouds obscured the sun, pressing down upon the sky, much like the profound desolation emanating from the forlorn figure before the Red Pavilion.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out. Due to the silence, it sounded exceptionally clear among the crowd:

"As an onlooker, I find this rather odd! Why did the Sword Sect start fighting Wuhua Palace?"

"There must be some reason for a dispute to arise, right?"

The words had barely faded when Mo Youqian, hidden within the crowd, retorted loudly,

"Exactly! I’ve been watching from the very beginning! Elder Su hasn’t offered a single word of defense! Elder Su appears so ethereal and principled; I simply cannot believe he would be the one to drug Miss Mo!"

Immediately, another voice chimed in at the perfect moment,

"Just now, Young Master Mo only said Miss Mo was drugged! But he didn’t explicitly state who drugged her, did he..."

Then, the voices died down.

A heavy silence fell upon the crowd once more, and people exchanged bewildered glances.

Upon reflection, those gathered for the spectacle included commoners and cultivators alike. All were relying on the authority of the Mo City Lord; upon hearing that Miss Mo had been humiliated, they had instinctively sought to pin the blame on Elder Su.

But... they truly didn’t know the full story yet!

Then, under some mysterious guidance, the murmuring voices in the crowd suddenly erupted:

"This... this fight between the Sword Sect and Wuhua Palace is truly inexplicable!"

"Exactly! First, Miss Mo was drugged with an aphrodisiac—she certainly wouldn’t drug herself! So, let’s hypothesize... what if the one who drugged her wasn’t Elder Su?"

"SSST! I think I know why the Sword Sect and Wuhua Palace had a dispute!"

Among the onlookers, a man with his hands clasped behind his back met the puzzled gazes of the crowd. He looked at the silent Su Bei, took a deep breath, stepped forward, and declared loudly,

"Elder Su! Tell me! Did you, or did you not, drug Miss Mo with an aphrodisiac?"

Su Bei raised his head. He calmly regarded Zhen Jianting, who was delivering an excellent performance. Su Bei’s lips moved slightly, but he made no sound.

Seeing this, Zhen Jianting smiled, as if his suspicions were confirmed, and proclaimed with dramatic emotion,

"Brothers and sisters!"

"We were all mistaken! Utterly mistaken! We all owe Elder Su an apology!"

As soon as Zhen Jianting’s words landed, everyone’s attention was instantly drawn to him. Even Yu Hongxiu and Mo Xiaoqiang, faces full of suspicion, stared at Zhen Jianting, who was now speaking, having already changed into a new set of clothes!

"Now, I dare to stake my reputation, wager everything I have—I am one hundred percent certain!"

"The one who administered the aphrodisiac to Miss Mo is undoubtedly connected to the Wuhua Palace members who have already fled!!!"

Tears welled in Zhen Jianting’s eyes, and his face flushed red. He trembled, clenching his fists, and spoke with fervent excitement as he gazed at that somewhat bleak figure standing amidst the wind and snow.

When Zhen Jianting finished speaking, it was as if everyone had a sudden revelation. Their eyes, filled with incredulity, turned to Su Bei, whose expression was steeped in bitterness.

Then, a few of the ’clever ones’ in the crowd piped up, frowning thoughtfully as they analyzed aloud,

"Brother, are you saying that not only did Elder Su not give Miss Mo the aphrodisiac, but he even went to great lengths to help Wuhua Palace conceal this matter?"

"He wanted to take the blame for the evil deeds committed by Wuhua Palace? To bear it all himself rather than trigger a conflict between the two sects because of his actions!"

"After all, if word got out through Elder Su that Wuhua Palace had drugged Miss Mo, it would damage Wuhua Palace’s reputation, and friction between the two sects would be inevitable!"

Everyone present widened their eyes in dawning comprehension. They looked at the man who was carefully analyzing the situation, then at Su Bei, who stood alone not far away, seemingly lost in thought.

Su Bei gently lifted his somewhat ’somber’ eyes, observing the fully engaged Sword Sect disciples and all the onlookers who had been partially swayed by their performance.

A surge of touched emotion brought tears to my eyes!

These disciples are all incredibly talented! They definitely deserve a bonus!

Every one of them is an Oscar-caliber actor! Using them as mere plants in the crowd is such a waste!

Fang Yu watched Su Bei with a peculiar expression, then glanced at Zhen Jianting, who was still speaking passionately and incessantly.

Why does this feel so odd?

It felt strange, yet how could he find any grounds to refute it?

As these few perplexing individuals within the crowd continued their incitement, more and more onlookers’ eyes began to show confusion. They gazed at Su Bei, who still stood quietly, not uttering a single word.

The wind swirled the snow. Su Bei stood silently, his sleeves stirring gently. His eyes, seemingly bright yet veiled, showed he was immersed in thought, remaining silent from beginning to end.

The clouds grew denser. The oppressive atmosphere felt as if someone present was suffering a great injustice, filling people’s hearts with a heavy gloom.

Finally, a burly man swallowed nervously. Looking at Su Bei, who stood quietly and silently not far away, he asked, his voice trembling, 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Elder Su! Is it really as they say? Please, give us a straight answer!"

The burly man’s question seemed to trigger a chain reaction within the crowd.

Then, a torrent of questioning voices erupted once more, sweeping across the crowd:

"Elder Su! Say something!"

"Is it true, Elder Su?!"

Su Bei, wearing an Azure Crown and white robes as pure as snow, gazed indifferently at the crowd. Snowflakes gently fluttered around him, the cold breeze softly lifting the edges of his garments, making them seem to dance.

Su Bei observed Mo Zhan’s glare, along with Fang Yu and Qin Shan’s peculiar expressions, then said slowly,

"It is, and it is not."

"What difference would it make if I said anything?"

"Enough!"