Chapter 110: You're Trying to Steal My Things Too

Ji Tianxin was remarkably intelligent—an intelligence born not only of her natural sharpness but also of having stood at the threshold of the Divine Gate, forged through ten thousand years of cultivation into a wisdom that could pierce through all essence.

She could discern whether anyone harbored ill intentions or goodwill toward her.

Because of this clarity, everything in her world became extraordinarily simple.

Her emotions were equally straightforward and genuine.

Though Ji Tianxin was slight in stature, when she stood, Elder Du felt an indescribable pressure pressing upon him.

Even though he barely sensed any cultivation from her, no overwhelming martial aura, there was still a force far beyond that, weighing down on him until it was hard to breathe.

Others felt it less distinctly, but their breaths grew somewhat labored, and a chill crept over their bodies.

Ji Tianxin’s gaze shifted behind Elder Du and landed on Yan Xu and Ye Ling. She asked, “You are with these two, aren’t you?”

Elder Du suppressed his discomfort and said gravely, “They are students of the Wind Master Academy, naturally accompanying me.”

He did not wish to speak so seriously, but his condition no longer allowed him the ease he had moments before.

“I remember them. Just now, they tried to steal from me,” Ji Tianxin said calmly. “So your aim is to steal from me as well.”

Her eyes fixed on Elder Du as she spoke.

What had just happened was not far off, and those two had confronted her directly, so Ji Tianxin retained the impression. Even if she did not recall their faces clearly, she knew one was male and the other female, which was enough to form an idea.

Moreover, those two were afraid of her.

In front of so many people, to accuse the Wind Master Academy of robbing a little girl—if that rumor spread, it would be unbearable.

Therefore, Elder Du immediately denied, “Child, do not speak nonsense!”

Ji Tianxin slowly stepped forward from her seat, yet before she could speak—

“I, Your Highness, bear witness! The benefactor’s little sister speaks truth! I saw it with my own eyes!” Duan Zi’s clear voice rang out instantly.

But as soon as she finished, a concubine nearby tugged at her, and even the emperor and empress cast reproachful glances.

“What a coincidence, I can testify as well,” Sike Yan’s calm voice followed, causing those who heard it to feel their hearts skip a beat. His smiling tone was chilling enough to send shivers down one’s spine.

At this moment, the faces of everyone from the Wind Master Academy grew unpleasant.

Especially Yan Xu and Ye Ling, suddenly branded with the ignominious label of stealing from a child—it was absurd and humiliating.

“Heh heh, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding,” Murong Wuhen stepped forward to smooth things over, smiling gently. “This matter is a misunderstanding. You see, Elder Du mentioned that we had a brief acquaintance with Miss Ji San before. When our two students went out briefly, they happened to run into Miss Ji San and had a short conversation. Because we had lost something during our previous meeting, they inquired whether Miss Ji San had seen it or knew its whereabouts.

“When the two students returned, they told me that Miss Ji San is still very young and might have made a mistake. It’s all a misunderstanding.”

Murong Wuhen’s explanation was met with knowing nods all around.

Miss Ji San was young; it was only natural she might be mistaken.

Besides, how could the Wind Master Academy possibly steal from a child?

Ji Tianxin looked at Murong Wuhen, but the faint calmness in her eyes sharpened slightly.