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Since it made logical sense, no one questioned it.
Zeke stared at Peter coldly. “Someone's clearly trying to frame me. May I ask who's the first to accuse me of being
a murderer?”
All the clan members turned their heads to Peter.
Peter was the first to suggest that Zeke was the murderer, and then Mona also said that Peter had been in her
room last night.
Even an idiot was able to tell what happened. Peter was no doubt trying to frame Zeke as the one who killed Mona.
Peter began to panic when everyone's attention focused on him. “You're still trying to lie your way out, huh, Zeke—”
“Shut your mouth!” Erwen roared.
None of the clan members had ever seen her that furious before.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had always treated Mona as her own sister. Of course she was going to be mad when Peter turned out to be
the culprit. “You have committed the sin of injuring one of our own! I brand you as a traitor! You shall be given the
punishment of being burned alive and then drowned in the river! Do you admit to your crime?”
“I'm innocent! I really am!” Peter cried out. “Zeke is lying to all of you! You mustn't believe the words of an outsider!
No matter how depraved I am, there's no way I'll ever hurt Mona!”
Zeke questioned, “Then how do you explain the things you said to her in her room last night?”
“That... That...” Peter stuttered before he tried to defend himself. “Let me ask you something, Mona. How do you
think I've been treating you?”
Mona thought for a second before answering, “You've treated me nicely and given me tasty food to eat.”
He nodded. “That's right. I've been treating you very nicely, almost like you're my own daughter. How can a father
be cruel enough to hurt his own daughter? She's still a young girl, so she can't take responsibility for what she says.
A testimony from her can't be taken seriously as children can be quite unreliable, especially when they're sleepy.
Let me ask you something else, Mona. Did you personally see me entering your room? Are you sure you heard me
talking to you? Is it possible that you were dreaming?”
Mona fell into silence for a long while before she answered, “I was deep in my sleep last night, so I don't know if I
was dreaming or if I really did hear your voice.”
A sigh of relief escaped his mouth. “Hear that? Besides, I don't know a thing about Black Muraco Clan's worms.
There's no way I'm the culprit.”
Erwen declared coldly, “I will investigate this matter thoroughly. When I find the culprit, be it you or anyone else,
they shall be punished with unimaginable pain.”
Jeremiah waved his hand. “All right, that'll be the end of this matter. Bimble and I will continue to investigate who's
responsible. Once we capture the culprit, we'll wait for Mr. Andres to deliver the punishment personally. Now, onto
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe next topic.” He glanced at Zeke. “Did you beat the Saint of Black Muraco when he visited us yesterday, Zeke?”
Zeke nodded. “I did.”
“Hmph! And did he say that he'll wipe the White Muraco Clan out if you and Erwen's heads aren't delivered to him
by tonight?”
Zeke nodded again.
“I'm glad you admitted it. Now, you have two choices. First, we'll cut your head off and send it to the Black Muraco
Clan. Second, you alone will defeat all their attacking forces. If you can't hold them off, and if we determine your
survival will lead to our destruction, don't blame us when we work together with the Black Muraco Clan to take you
down.”
“It's just the Black Muraco Clan. They aren't even worth my time.”
The crowd scoffed in disdain at his words.
The Black Muraco Clan was at least a couple of times more powerful than the White Muraco Clan. It was absurd
that Zeke wanted to challenge the entire Black Muraco Clan alone.
Since his name had been cleared, the crowd began to dissipate.
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