Liu Wuxie had spoken extensively about finding clues implicating Liu Xiaotian, but his true goal wasn’t to bring him down. Such a task was monumental—something even his grandfather had failed to achieve.0

“It’s simple to uncover the mastermind. We only need to trace the owner of this needle, and the truth will be revealed,” Liu Wuxie declared, holding up a tiny needle in his palm. It was so fine it was nearly invisible to the naked eye.0

The sight of the needle made Liu Xiaotian narrow his eyes with unease.0

“This very needle was removed from my body,” Liu Dazhi said, stepping forward. His voice carried weight as he surveyed the hall. “I trust everyone remembers the incident a decade ago that targeted our Liu Clan, stalling our growth. That setback left us lagging behind the Four Great Clans.” His sharp gaze landed on Liu Xiaotian.0

Another commotion broke out from the surroundings. No one had expected Liu Dazhi's deviation in cultivation to be someone's scheme, including the patriarch's poisoning. They began to wonder if it had something to do with Jiao Ba.0

"This is unforgivable! Who dares harm our Liu Clan!" The Eighteenth Elder bounced to his feet.0

While the Four Great Clans weren't the strongest...0