Chapter 70: Shameless Ye Jun

“Woah! Stop right there, Elder Heng. Are you now accusing my wife of abusing her authority? Are you saying the Song Clan is an evil clan that threatens innocent people?”

Ye Jun gasped in shock, then his expression morphed into anger.

“I can endure your baseless claims against me. But don’t you dare put names on her. Don’t go as far as declaring them a Demonic Clan?”

Ye Heng almost coughed up blood upon hearing his words. What the hell? When did he say all of that? Why didn’t he know about that?

Even Meihui almost failed to keep a straight face. She glanced at Ye Jun’s genuinely angered expression and was left speechless. ’This shameless… no wonder he called me an amateur in acting. He’s a veteran at this.’

On the other hand, Song Liangxue frowned in displeasure as if considering his words seriously. Meihui was truly impressed as she thought, ’They are really perfect for each other. She joined his nonsense so casually.’

The Song Clan members who had come with Song Liangxue grew hostile, their hands resting on their weapons. One word from Song Liangxue was all they needed.

“Stop putting words in my mouth!” Ye Heng yelled upon seeing their reactions. “You know I didn’t mean it. Don’t twist my words, you blabbering mouth.”

“Then what did you mean?” Song Liangxue asked calmly.

“Forgive him, Young Miss. He’s just rattled after his son’s loss,” Ye Zhong stepped forward to stand beside Ye Heng. “I apologize on his behalf.”

Song Liangxue nodded. “Alright. But please make sure he doesn’t speak such words so casually. Not everyone received my grandfather’s upbringing.”

Ye Heng wanted to argue, but a single glance from Ye Zhong made him step back. He cursed under his breath and went to stand beside the Grand Elder.

“However, he wasn’t completely wrong,” Ye Zhong continued. “So many from my clan died, and my clansmen witnessed it. The other two clans’ words mean little since they are our rivals. They want our downfall, so they’ll lie.”

“So you’re telling her to believe our clansmen’s words?” Ye Jun asked, stepping forward. “The same clansmen who hate me to the core.”

“You’re exaggerating. Competition among ourselves is healthy, so they only act that way,” Ye Zhong replied calmly.

“Oh yeah? Then do tell me why my own father called me trash while addressing the Song Clan?” Ye Jun asked.

Ye Zhong stiffened.

Seeing that, Ye Jun smiled faintly. He didn’t know the full contents of that letter, but it wasn’t difficult to guess. They hated him enough to undermine him at every opportunity.

He turned back to Song Liangxue and asked, “Please confirm it, honey. Did he call me trash and worthless?”

“He did,” Song Liangxue nodded. “In the letter, he expressed how lowly you are so that I would decide to marry Ye Chen instead of you.”

The other two clans were surprised, though only briefly.

“See? Even my father hates me that much,” Ye Jun sighed. “Why do you think their statements should be considered trustworthy?”

For a moment, Ye Jun wondered why they were even going through all of this. Everyone present already knew the truth.

’But I have to.’

Public image, filial piety, and similar values were important in this world’s culture. They mattered more than one would imagine, even if strength ultimately ruled the world.

While he didn’t care much about his own reputation, he cared about Song Liangxue and hers. He was betrothed to her, so his reputation directly affected her and her clan.

It was quite foolish in his opinion, but he didn’t make the rules in this world.

’When in Rome, do as the Romans do. Or whatever that line was.’

If he were declared as someone with demonic nature and ruthless tendencies, it would directly harm Song Liangxue’s standing. And if they still married afterward, the Song Clan’s hold over the north might weaken.

’So much hassle.’

“When I sent that letter, you were weak,” Ye Zhong said. “I only wanted to protect you from the shame you would face for not deserving her.”

“He is still proving my point,” Song Liangxue said calmly. “Your clan is clearly hostile toward him, so their words can’t be trusted. Besides, you wrote in the letter that Ye Chen would be the new Young Master. That implies something, doesn’t it?”

Ye Zhong stared deeply at Ye Jun, then asked, “Do you have anything to say about your younger brother’s condition? You’re not going to claim you two were alone in the Burial Chamber, are you? Since you were alone, explain how he ended up like that.”

“Hmm, let me think,” Ye Jun rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “Ah yes! The tomb owner left behind a guardian, and we fought it together. Sadly, the beast was too powerful and injured him to such an extent.”

Meihui snickered, unable to control herself this time. She quickly coughed to mask it and used her fan to hide her smile.

“Do you think I’m a fool?” Ye Zhong growled. “The wounds were inflicted by a human. A vicious and demonic human.”

“Agreed!” Ye Jun nodded earnestly. “That beast was indeed vicious and demonic. Even I barely managed to stay alive. Fortunately, my little brother loves me so much that he took all the damage for me.”

Ye Zhong’s killing intent surged for a moment, but he quickly restrained himself and said, “I said it was done by a human.”

“Yes, that beast used a strange technique that allowed it to transform into a humanoid form,” Ye Jun shrugged calmly. He even seemed to be enjoying the exchange.

“Wait!” Meihui suddenly interrupted. “Why are we going back and forth? Wouldn’t it be better to ask the ones monitoring the entire Martial Exchange?”

All eyes turned toward the Envoys. Her words made sense. The Envoys had been observing everything. They knew the truth.

Unfortunately, that did not make Ye Zhong happy, as he already understood the implications. Still, he held onto a sliver of hope and asked, “Respected Seniors, what are your thoughts?”

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