"Logan, do you have anything to say?" Frey Wright asked in a deep voice, eager to hear Logan's explanation and rebuttal.
Logan smiled faintly, his eyes revealing a disdainful and mocking attitude: "Hmph, you believe such baseless talk? They just want to use you to deal with me. I, Logan, always act in an open and upright manner, and would never do such outrageous things. Those disciples of their family merely got what they deserved; their deaths are richly deserved!"
"You... you're talking nonsense!" Upon hearing this, the noble family's descendant became infuriated with shame, "You killed our family clan's people and you dare to quibble here! Second Young Master Wright, don't listen to him. He's a demon, a murdering maniac!"
Frey Wright, observing the relentless dispute between the two, felt increasingly indecisive. He knew that the matter was far from simple, with many hidden details and complications involved. He needed time to think, to judge, and to make the right decision.