Qiao Zheng's words made Ma Qingshan's face darken instantly, and he said, "Brother Qiao, do you really think that our Right Pulse would use the life of Cultivation Immortality disciple Li Yun to frame a slave from your Left Pulse?"
"No, I still stand by my words, any matter requires evidence," Qiao Zheng maintained a cold demeanor, unruffled.
At this moment, the two Right Pulse disciples sent to Qin Tian's cultivation place to retrieve Li Yun's body returned.
The two returned, shaking their heads, saying, "Elder Ma, no, we didn't see Brother Li Yun's body, and we carefully checked—there's not a trace to be found there."
"Impossible, Brother Li Yun was clearly murdered by him! This slave dog killed him!" Hou Jin pointed at Qin Tian, shouting.
He looked at Qin Tian and sneered, "Kid, you didn't just kill him, did you also hide the body? Humph, now I advise you to quickly hand over Brother Li Yun's body, otherwise today, even Left Pulse cannot protect you!"
