Bab 117: Chapter 107: The Agreement of Three Palms_3

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"You... what nonsense are you spouting?"

Wang Xiong had barely touched the chair when he abruptly stood up with a whoosh.

Su Mo's words were utterly lethal, decisively brutal.

Not only were his words implicating Feng Wuxiang, but no one from the Seven Extremes Hall could remain unaffected.

Should this news spread, even if he does not die within an instant, Wang Xiong's future would surely be fraught with difficulty, and it was even more likely he would be feared and loathed by Feng Wuxiang.

One must realize that rumors, at first, are often dismissed lightheartedly.

But as one hears them over and over, one can't help but let their imagination run wild.

Even if Feng Wuxiang's determination was extraordinary, to not be affected by such talk, as long as there is one voice within Seven Extremes Hall, one person harboring such thoughts... openly or in secret, Wang Xiong's life would likely be forfeited because of what was just said.