Chapter 90: Cleansing the Biantian Pavilion

"Wait a moment!" Meng Youde shouted loudly, "Just because this pretty boy talks nonsense, do you really believe him? Are you going to turn on a brother who has made great contributions for the sake of a new pretty boy?"

"Meng Youde, if you are not a spy, you can always clear your name. What are you afraid of?" Chu Yang said coldly.

Meng Youde was taken aback, then suddenly burst into a long laugh, saying, "Since Iron Biantian uses such a pretty boy to hold power, where is there a place for people like us? I disdain to argue and will take my leave!"

Suddenly, his body shot backward, heading toward the window like a meteor.

But someone was even faster. His figure flickered, and he was already standing at the window—it was Deputy Pavilion Master Chen Yutong. With a bang, the two exchanged a palm strike. Chen Yutong's body swayed violently, his face turning green, and he suddenly roared in anger, "You are clearly at the Martial Ancestor level, why have you been pretending to be a Martial Master all along?"

He had always treated the other party as a Martial Master and only used three-tenths of his strength for this palm strike. He didn't expect the other party's power to surge like a tidal wave, and without time to gather his true energy, he almost suffered a major setback.

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere, which had been somewhat incited by Meng Youde, suddenly became heavy.

Just the fact of hiding his strength was already very suspicious.

Meng Youde's body landed, staggered, and then he suddenly laughed bitterly, saying, "Enough, enough. Since you all don't believe me, then my death will settle everything! If I can't even trust my own brothers, what is there left in this world for me to cherish?"

As he spoke, he raised his palm and struck heavily at his own crown, his face showing a look of utter despair.

"Brother Meng, wait!" A burly man beside him suddenly stepped forward, reaching out to grab his wrist, and urgently said, "The truth will eventually come to light. The innocent will be cleared, why resort to such a drastic measure?"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Youde flipped his wrist, and the palm that was about to strike his own head suddenly grabbed out, seizing the burly man's wrist. With a swift movement at his waist, a long sword flashed and was already pressed against the burly man's neck.

"Let me go!" Meng Youde sneered, "Otherwise, I can take one with me to the grave!"

"Rather than use someone as a hostage to threaten, you don't want to stay and explain. If you're not a spy, what are you?" Chu Yang watched him from a distance, speaking in a strange rhythm with a distant cadence, "Meng Youde, although you are a spy, I have to admit, the Great Zhao's choice of spies is impressive. Where did you find such a group of hard bones?"

Meng Youde sneered, holding the sharp blade, his eyes flickering, and slowly moved toward the door, answering unconsciously, "Under the command of the Fifth Lord, where are there cowards?"

As soon as these words were spoken, his face suddenly changed!

In the hall, everyone simultaneously snorted in anger!

These words confirmed his identity!

"Indeed a spy!" Cheng Ziang was so angry he almost spat blood, a feeling of utter shame suddenly rising, and at this moment, he almost wanted to commit suicide to atone for his sin!

Chen Yutong, however, looked at Chu Yang in surprise. This Meng Youde was resolute, still struggling for survival in such a desperate situation, clearly a ruthless and vicious person. Such people usually kept their mouths tightly shut, so why did he reveal a flaw with just one word from Chu Yang?

Chu Yang's face was indifferent, but he was inwardly sneering. The words he had just spoken were a mix of the Nether Spirit Technique, using all his mental power to suddenly say them.

Moreover, it was at this critical moment, when Meng Youde's nerves were most tense. Suddenly, such a strongly hypnotic question was asked, and Meng Youde's entire attention was still on the surrounding movements, leaving no time to guard against Chu Yang's mental attack. Naturally, he blurted out his inner thoughts.

But this one sentence doomed him to eternal damnation!

"No need to hesitate! Kill them both!" Chu Yang coldly watched Meng Youde holding the burly man and moving toward the door, and said coldly, "He didn't take anyone else as a hostage, but chose this person, and they were already enemies. This person actually went up to him to be taken hostage? And was so easily successful? What a clumsy trick! Kill them all!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was stunned. Meng Youde and the burly man he held hostage were also stunned, then they suddenly roared and split apart, drawing their weapons and rushing out!

Such actions confirmed Chu Yang's suspicions, making everyone who had been half-doubting suddenly see the light! No wonder this burly man was so cooperative, no wonder he grabbed a hostage at the first opportunity, no wonder...

Meng Youde and the other person had no choice but to fight for their lives. Chu Yang's words had already exposed their disguise. Moreover, Chu Yang's previous words still echoed in their ears: "I only need suspicion to kill, where is the need for evidence?"

This gave them the illusion that no matter what, they had no chance of survival. They might as well fight to the death! Even if they died, the message would get back, and their families would be safe.

Moreover, they might not die!

Because they were already at the door!

Just a few more steps, and they could escape. Although they might not be sure of survival, it would be much safer than being trapped in the hall. They thought they had a good plan and were secretly rejoicing, but they were unexpectedly exposed by Chu Yang!

But the distance was not far. If they fought to the death, they might still get out! Once they were outside, they would have support in Iron Cloud City.

Cheng Ziang roared in anger, and a bright blade of light suddenly appeared in the hall.

The blade flashed, and two short, sharp cries of pain. At the door, four bloody corpses appeared. Cheng Ziang, with a sword in his hand, stood at the door, his back to everyone, his aura menacing.

The two spies were killed by his sword!

"Your Excellency, Cheng Ziang... pleads guilty!" Cheng Ziang turned around, facing Chu Yang, but did not raise his head, speaking with difficulty. His voice was dry.

Cheng Ziang was already utterly ashamed! Just now, he had almost been deceived again! If Meng Youde had used his accomplice to escape, the accomplice would still be here, and the threat to the entire Biantian Pavilion would not have diminished.

He was ashamed of almost falling for it. If not for Chu Yang, he would have definitely been deceived!

There were so many spies in his team, and he was so incompetent, unable to see people clearly, being deceived like a fool. What face did he have to be the Pavilion Master of the Biantian Pavilion?

"Wait before pleading guilty. The matter is not over yet." Chu Yang looked at him coldly, then glanced at a stack of documents, casually picking one up and reading, "Who is Feng Chengzhi? Step forward, choose between suicide or being killed."

By the end of this cleansing, Cheng Ziang and Chen Yutong were almost crawling into the ground. Including the two of them, a total of eighty-seven people, and Chu Yang had exposed nine!

Each one had solid evidence; even those without evidence were made clear by Chu Yang's mental and psychological techniques.

The most impressive was that when it came to the ninth person, Chu Yang didn't even need to read the name. He just glanced, and the last person looked around, then laughed bitterly and stepped forward on his own.