Chapter 1803 - 662: Before Dying, Accept an Escort?

This scene was truly unexpected.

The many Jianghu people present were dumbfounded, and even Bo Yan was bewildered.

He flew down from the second floor to the entrance of Weiyang Palace, tested with his hand, and his expression changed once again.

Everyone was watching him, seeing his change of expression, and thought he had noticed something.

Then they heard Bo Yan’s strange expression:

"He’s been dead... for several days."

Everyone was speechless, and thought to themselves, who cares about that?

Whether this Sikong Hua Ji is real or fake is what everyone wants to know.

Bo Yan seemed to understand the significance, and immediately turned to look at the high and mighty ’Sikong Hua Ji’:

"Sikong Sect Master, can you explain this matter?"

At this moment, ’Sikong Hua Ji’ was silently cursing.

That day, Su Mo, dressed in black and masked, appeared at Weiyang Palace and took away the corpse of Sikong Hua Ji.

What he said at the time sounded quite good indeed.

He promised to help deal with the corpse.

And now...

Is this how he handled it?

Deliberately delivering the corpse in front of everyone during Zhuge Yutang’s coming-of-age ceremony while everyone was present?

Just now, at this critical moment, as long as he admitted to the murder, it would be his doing.

Then have someone fight and kill.

And the enmity aroused over this period of time.

In an instant, the scene would be in chaos.

His scheme would be accomplished.

Only in the chaos would the life and death of ’Zhuge Qianqiu’ and ’Zhuge Yutang’ be ignored, and dying amidst the chaos was also within the plan.

Although it seemed like an ’accident,’ it could be traced to others.

Within Weiyang Palace, there were many to take the blame.

Then he could silently leave this place and start anew.

But now... what should be done about this?

Actually, he was not entirely unprepared, afraid that the person who took the corpse might cause some trouble.

So he had always been prepared.

But he didn’t expect the other party to be so powerful, delivering the corpse in such a stealthy manner.

Now, facing Bo Yan’s questioning, he didn’t know how to respond for a moment.

After a brief pause, he sneered:

"Pretending to be a god, I’m standing here, can this be fake?"

"If you had killed Sikong Hua Ji and disguised yourself, then how would you explain it?"

This time, it wasn’t Bo Yan who spoke, but the Duan Dao Association Master.

He was over fifty, his eyes sharp as a blade, looking at ’Sikong Hua Ji’ as if facing Blade Qi.

’Sikong Hua Ji’ sneered:

"Isn’t this utterly ridiculous?

If I really had killed myself, wouldn’t I have disposed of the corpse properly?

Is it that hard to destroy the corpse and erase traces?

Recently, hasn’t there been less chopping up and feeding the dogs on this mountain?

Even if we don’t resort to such despicable acts, we still have poison like Corpse Dissolving Water.

Would we indiscriminately leave the corpse and let it cause such suspicion and doubt now?"

Strictly speaking, ’Sikong Hua Ji’ did have a point.

If he had committed the murder, he would naturally dispose of the body flawlessly.

Moreover, he was disguising as the Sect Leader of the Tianjing Sect.

In the vast Imperial Court Mountain, even the Jinglong Hall Master Zhuge Qianqiu was just a guest here.

One must give the host some face.

If he wanted to destroy a body, he could do so silently.

Even if it was Sikong Hua Ji he wanted to destroy, he could have damaged the face and then handed the body to the disciples of the sect to deal with. It’s expected they wouldn’t realize they were handling their own Sect Leader’s body.

In any case, there was no reason to abandon the body at will.

Upon hearing this, the crowd nodded one after another.

’Sikong Hua Ji’ sneered once again:

"Bo Yan, I want to ask you this instead.

"You questioned me here today, even colluded with Xin Xiaoqi and others to attack me.

"By now, the situation is in your hands, why resort to such tricks?"

Bo Yan was stunned:

"Is the Sect Leader saying that this is my doing?"

"Looking around Imperial Court Mountain, before today, who else would make things difficult for me but you?"

’Sikong Hua Ji’ said:

"But what’s the point of doing this?"

"It’s simply absurd..."

Bo Yan shook his head: "I act only to be true to my conscience, my words must be substantiated, how can I speak recklessly?

"By now, I want to ask you instead, do you admit to practicing the Heavenly Seizing God Transformation Great Technique?"

"Hmph..."

’Sikong Hua Ji’ finally breathed a sigh of relief, though there were small setbacks, by now he had managed to turn the situation around.

He sneered immediately:

"And what if I admit?"

"What?"

"You really admit it?"

"So it’s really him, one of the Eight Sects, and such a treacherous traitor emerges."

"What of the Eight Sects? They’re just hypocrites."

Amidst the discussion, someone slammed the table hard and shouted in anger:

"Then let me ask you, was our Family Head destroyed by your hands?"

"Indeed!"

’Sikong Hua Ji’ did not shy away from any accusations, welcoming them all.

"Very well, very well, very well!!!"

The speaker was a rude man, seeing his straightforwardness, couldn’t help but laugh coldly:

"If that’s the case, then Sikong Sect Master must prepare to pay with your life!!"

With those words, he was about to charge forward.

Bo Yan wished to stop him, yet didn’t know what to say.

He just felt that today’s events, with the appearance of Sikong Hua Ji’s corpse, had taken yet another turn.