"But you still participated." Nangong Jin said expressionlessly, "Miao Feng, ten years ago I helped you bear the brunt of that sordid affair, and now you repay kindness with enmity, living freely for ten years. Was that my fault?"
"No, no, Jin Ye." Miao Feng hurriedly defended himself, knocking his head fervently against the ground, "Jin Ye’s great kindness and virtue I will forever remember, never daring to betray. The decision was made by my grandfather; I did nothing but promise him I would guard the grave.
I even advised my grandfather, telling him that Jin Ye helped us bear the burden for righteousness, and we shouldn’t threaten Jin Ye over someone who has been dead for ten years. But grandfather wouldn’t listen; he insisted he had wronged Miao Wu for ten years and wanted her grave moved to the shrine, saying Jin Ye would agree out of loyalty. I didn’t even know he used witchcraft to threaten you."
Miao Feng continued to speak as he bowed diligently, desperately shifting the blame onto the old Miao head, portraying himself as just and moral.
He said tearfully, "I am very grateful for your great kindness and virtue. You are such a nobleman, brave and righteous. But grandfather, he wouldn’t listen. He is the clan leader, possessing absolute authority and command. I truly had no other choice. Besides, it was my uncle who used witchcraft on your fiancée; it really has nothing to do with me!"
Miao Feng hastily pointed the blame at the old Miao head’s brother, eager to clear himself from any involvement, believing himself innocent, as he hadn’t done anything!
Moreover, he didn’t want to guard Miao Wu’s grave at all, but he couldn’t argue against his grandfather’s decision.
Upon hearing Miao Feng’s words, the cousin almost spat out blood with anger, hastily lamenting, "Jin Ye, although I used the witchcraft, I was merely following orders. My brother is the clan leader; his words are orders. I couldn’t disobey them. Please spare me, spare me! I promise never to do it again."
Dog-eat-dog so quickly?
Nangong Jin curled his lips into a cold smile, turning his gaze to Di Jinxuan, speaking warmly, "Wife, they ask to be spared. What do you think?"
Di Jinxuan raised an eyebrow, knowing that Nangong Jin was deliberately mocking them. He was such a person, enjoying playing with everything, including tormenting others.


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