The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

He Qingfeng looked at Cen Yizi coldly, a sarcastic smile pulling at the corners of his bloody lips, his eyes full of contempt: "I recognize you, the son of the Cen family, Cen Yizi. But I think you are probably the only one here who can empathize with Chu Ying. After all, a timid sissy like you should be able to empathize with her, right?"

"You!" Cen Yizi's face instantly turned pale with anger, his lips tightly pursed. He had always been gentle and quiet, never arguing with anyone. He had assumed a strong man like He Qingfeng would be more rational, but he never expected him to be any different from those common people who only knew how to talk.

Seeing that Cen Yizi was speechless, He Qingfeng raised his eyebrows smugly, and his tone became even more sharp: "What do you mean by 'you'? Anyway, I'm warning you, this is a matter between our He and Chu families, and you outsiders should stop interfering. It has nothing to do with you!"

"Oh? It has nothing to do with us?" Jiang Yingxue crossed her arms and looked at him with a half-smile. "Okay, since you said Chu Ying's matter has nothing to do with us, then tell me something that does. You just said that you used some shady means to reach the First Peak. What do you mean by that?"

He Qingfeng's sneer deepened upon hearing this, and the contempt in his eyes was undisguised. "Literally, am I wrong? Otherwise, with your cultivation level just reaching the Qi Refining Stage, how can you become an inner disciple of the Xianyun Sect? Besides a pretty face, what else do you have to offer?"

"Alright, alright, Mr. He, when his own reputation was damaged, he wanted to turn the entire examination hall upside down. But when he fabricated rumors about a woman without any basis, destroying the reputation of an unmarried woman, he felt completely at ease and content."

Jiang Yingxue raised her hand slowly and applauded He Qingfeng. "It's just that everyone knows that there are only two people in the First Peak: Master Wan Jinan and Senior Brother Yan Chuan. I wonder who Mr. He is targeting with those shameful tactics of mine?"

"How should I know? Maybe you used your seductive tricks on both of them?"

"Oh, then you are directly making up rumors about me, Master, and Senior Brother."

After saying this, Jiang Yingxue looked up at the Chasing Spirit Pearl in the sky and shouted, "Master, Senior Brother, I know you are watching. This He Qingfeng is not only spreading rumors about you and me, but he also broke his bet with Chu Ying and called Cen Yizi a sissy. They are both prospective disciples of the First Peak. Won't you come and help us? If you don't help us, we will be wrongly accused and die, and your reputation will be in jeopardy~"

He Qingfeng froze upon hearing this. The contempt on his face instantly vanished, replaced by nervousness and panic. His eyes darted back and forth, and his palms began to sweat unconsciously. "This is a private matter between us. Why are you raising it to the level of Peak Master?"

"Ah?" Jiang Yingxue looked surprised. "But the rumor you made up was spread by me, the Peak Master of the First Peak, and my senior brother. Of course I have to report it~"

He Qingfeng was so anxious that his voice changed, and he retorted angrily: "I didn't spread rumors! That's inference, not rumor-mongering! Don't slander me!" His face flushed, and his tone was full of guilt and panic.

"You said inference is inference? I'm afraid that the speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Do you think I'm right, Brother Yanchuan?"

As she finished speaking, the crowd suddenly became agitated and everyone looked sideways.

I saw a tall, stern-faced man wearing a green robe and a sword hanging from his waist, walking steadily through the crowd.

After seeing Yan Chuan, He Qingfeng's original momentum had long since disappeared...

He lowered his head and said, "Senior Brother Yan."

However, Yan Chuan's face showed no emotion at all. He only said coldly, "With your achievements and the Fifth Peak Master's kindness to you, it is indeed a sure thing for you to join the Xianyun Sect. But as long as you are not admitted, you are not qualified to call me your senior brother."

He Qingfeng felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head. He froze for a moment, nodded repeatedly, and said respectfully, "Yes..."

"So, why did you spread rumors just now?" Yan Chuan's tone became more serious. While speaking, he released a burst of strong pressure, forcing He Qingfeng to take a few steps back.

He Qingfeng was so overwhelmed by this invisible pressure that sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly argued, "I'm not spreading rumors. It's just that Jiang Yingxue and Chu Ying are going too far!"

"Oh? That's too much?" Yan Chuan's tone was lazy, but with a chill that couldn't be ignored, as if he was listening to a huge joke: "What did they bully you about?"

"The elders of the He and Chu families had made an engagement, but Chu Ying was unwilling to fulfill it and insisted on breaking off the engagement."

"It's unfair, Senior Brother~" Jiang Yingxue looked at Yan Chuan helplessly: "That day he clearly said that as long as Chu Ying won him, he would be willing to cancel the engagement. But now he's going back on his word..."

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue sighed softly, spread out her hands, and looked innocent.

Yan Chuan looked at He Qingfeng and said, "I was there when you made the bet. But now that Chu Ying has won, you're still holding on to her? Why?"

"That's...that's because the He and Chu families are aristocratic families, and this is an engagement made by the elders. It's of great significance and cannot be cancelled—"

Before He Qingfeng could finish his words, Yan Chuan interrupted coldly, "If you can't cancel it, why did you propose the bet?!"

He Qingfeng's face grew paler and paler, and he stammered, "That's because... because..." He felt deeply uneasy, but couldn't find a reason to refute.

Yan Chuan didn't show him any mercy and answered directly for him: "Because you thought you were going to win, right?"

Jiang Yingxue, standing by, immediately understood. "Oh my god, so the reason you proposed this was so that Chu Ying could bark like a dog and be driven out of the Xianyun Sect? You have such a vicious heart! Oh my god, I'm so scared..."

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue quickly hid behind Yan Chuan, like a frightened kitten.

He Qingfeng was furious: "I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Enough! There's no need to dwell on this matter. Chu Ying is the disciple that our First Peak strongly supports. I just want to ask you one question. You lost this bet. Do you admit it or not?" After saying that, he released a burst of mental pressure again, as if an invisible peak instantly pressed down on He Qingfeng.

The suppression of the strong man in the late Jindan stage on the early foundation-building stage made He Qingfeng feel suffocated, as if the whole world became blurred before his eyes.

His heartbeat quickened, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid. The invisible pressure made him almost breathless. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I admit it! I admit it..."

The voice was weak, but full of humiliation.

Yan Chuan immediately calmed down. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Okay, just admit it. Then, apologize."