Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

Chapte 15

Chapter 15: “The Ghost Festival.”

“What?” Mu Rongsa jumped up in shock. “That Zuo Qi, the guy who was beaten up by Brother Hua?”

“Who else could it be?” Lowering his gaze, Hua Che thought for a moment. Compared to feeling flustered or at a loss, he felt more suppressed anger.

All Hua Che originally wanted to do was eat and play around, drifting along as he waited for death. He hadn’t expected that troublesome matters would be so unceasing.

Zuo Qi died so inexplicably, while the Shang Qing Immortal Sect had run over to condemn Hua Che of this sin.

Was it possible they suspected he was the one who killed Zuo Qi?

Don’t joke around!

“Senior-apprentice brother, don’t be agitated.” Hua Che looked indifferently at Wen Yuan, who was covered with sweat from head to toe. “Clear water will always stay clear1.”

Since the Shang Qing Immortal Sect had already come to their door, he couldn’t let his elderly Master confront them alone.

Hua Che immediately went to the Ling Xiao Pavillion. As expected, the entire place was currently very lively.

Fighting a battle of words, Zhuang Tian said: “You said my little eight killed your precious sect’s brilliant student, but are there any witnesses? Is there material evidence? These days, my little eight has always stayed in the sect and haven’t gone out at all. My entire sect can be his witness.”

“Recklessly accusing someone wrongly relying on just your distinguished self’s one mouth. Although the Shang Qing Immortal Sect is powerful, you still need to be reasonable, right?”

The long-nosed sword cultivator sneered: “Leaving aside how you’re all part of the same gang, so your testimonies aren’t trustworthy, merely the point about how he has always been in the sect is dubious—Sect Leader Zhang, can you really confirm he has always been in the sect and has never gone out before?”

“Junior-sect brother Zuo was decapitated on the fifteenth of the seventh month. Do you dare point to the heavens and pledge that Hua Che had been in the sect on the same day?”

Zhuang Tian was at a loss of words.

“Where did Zuo Qi die?” Hua Che strode past the doorway, arriving from afar.

Lu Yao, who had came with the long-nosed sword cultivator, hesitated to speak. He nervously looked at his companion.

The long-nosed sword cultivator sneered again, “Yo, you actually came out? I thought you’ll be a coward and won’t dare to appear!”

“It’s not like I killed him, so why wouldn’t I dare appear?” Hua Che silently mocked in his heart—even if he was really the person who killed Zuo Qi, he’ll still dare to appear ah!

Lu Yao said, “Senior-apprentice brother Zuo died in the Bright Moon Valley.”　　

Hua Che smiled knowingly, “To be quite honest, I truly wasn’t in the sect during the middle of the seventh month. Master gave us a vacation during those days, so I returned to Hangzhou to visit my family.”

The long-nosed sword cultivator: “Your witnesses?”

Hua Che said in a bright tone, “All the personnel in the Utterly Intoxicated Tavern along with the rich Young Master of Hangzhou City, Young Lord Qian.”

“The Utterly Intoxicated Tavern?!” The long-nosed cultivator blanked out for a moment. When he finally reacted, disgust and ridicule filled his entire face.