"Young Master, Elder, esteemed Elders, what are you..." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Qin Yu pretended to be greatly startled, accidentally spilling the chicken soup from his hand onto the injured hand!

The scalding chicken soup blistered the wounded area on Qin Yu’s hand, completely obscuring the prior injury!

With a crash, the soup bowl hit the ground, the chicken soup splattering, and Qin Yu clasped his scalded right hand, unleashing a series of pig-slaughter-like screams!

"Ah! Ah! It hurts!"

This scene baffled everyone. Yang Hui rushed to Qin Yu in three steps, grabbing his wrist and flipping over his injured hand.

Seeing the large blisters on Qin Yu’s palm, Yang Hui shouted, "Ah, it really was you, Yang Xiong! It really was you who broke into our Yang mansion at night!"

"Young Master, what are you talking about? Let me go, it hurts so much!" Qin Yu played the part of the confused victim, howling incessantly.

"Yang Xiong, stop the act. Do you think by deliberately scalding your hand I can’t see through it? You’re clearly trying to cover up the evidence!" Yang Hui stared unblinkingly at Qin Yu.

"Young Master, let go. I need to treat the wound, or my hand might be ruined!"

Qin Yu begged and struggled continuously, but with only the strength of the Quasi-Celestial Realm Peak, he couldn’t break free.

"Young Master, you’re going too far. The case hasn’t been investigated thoroughly. How can you randomly accuse Yang Xiong? You should remember, this is the Zhou residence, and Yang Xiong is the Third Elder’s son-in-law!"

Fifth Elder Xiao Zhan frowned, showing displeasure.

"Fifth Elder, isn’t it obvious? Yang Xiong clearly did it on purpose, turning over the soup bowl and scalding his own hand! Using the burn to hide the previous injury!"

Xiao Zhan shook his head slightly: "If Yang Xiong was injured earlier, why can’t we smell any blood? And why aren’t there any bloodstains on the shards of the bowl?

Moreover, how could the chicken soup be ready in such a short time?"

A few Elders nodded slightly, feeling that Xiao Zhan made sense, and Qin Yu almost wanted to kiss Xiao Zhan for his powerful support, which whitewashed him in the blink of an eye.

Yang Hui, frowning, said, "Fifth Elder, under normal circumstances, it indeed takes several hours to cook chicken soup, but it doesn’t take as long if you use True Yuan for heating.

And, didn’t you just see Yang Xiong outside?

Where would he have found the time to cook chicken soup?"

Qin Yu said with a wronged expression, "Young Master, I went to check outside only after I had cooked the chicken soup and heard noises. By coincidence, I ran into the Fifth Elder.

Upon the Fifth Elder’s persuasion, I went home to wait for news. I’m truly wronged! Fifth Elder, you must stand up for me!"

"Whether you’re wronged or not isn’t for you to say; I only believe in evidence." Yang Hui crouched down, picking up the scattered pieces one by one.

Seeing this, Qin Yu’s mouth curled in a slight smirk. Would my brother make a mistake in these details?

Clearly, Yang Hui was bound to come up empty-handed.

After carefully inspecting the shattered pieces scattered on the ground, Yang Hui’s brows furrowed. Why was it like this? Why was there no trace of blood?

"How is it, Young Master?" Elder Wei Yan asked.

"Elder, there are no traces of blood on the soup bowl," Yang Hui answered truthfully.

"Since there’s no evidence proving that Yang Xiong is the intruder into the Yang residence, shall we leave? It’s getting late, and tomorrow we still have to attack the periphery of the Prisoner’s Graveyard," Xiao Zhan yawned.