Ruthless

"Yes! We all saw it. He ordered your mother to kill, then he ran away himself!"

Each time they used the term "your mother," it was clear that whether Shan Zhiqing admitted it or not, they had already concluded that this demonic cultivator was her alleged deceased mother, Yulan.

Seeing their scornful expressions and hearing them repeatedly say "your mother," Shan Zhiqing suddenly covered her ears, crying out, "She's not my mother! I don't even know her!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd let out a disdainful hum. "If you say she's not, then she's not. What evidence do you have?"

"I..." What evidence could Shan Zhiqing provide?

Glancing at the half-dead demonic cultivator lying on the ground, whose demonic energy was already dissipating, she fell silent.

If it were anyone else, Yan Shu might have stopped this type of rumor-spreading, making people produce evidence to prove innocence. Demanding evidence from someone on mere suspicion seemed unfair.