"Young Prince Yun, this is merely one subjective conjecture made by you. With so many people present, everyone is a suspect. How can you be certain that it was my family's Qingyun?" Wei Dongyu spoke coldly, "In my opinion, it's more likely that Dongqian is behind this. Otherwise, why was the lightning similarly unwilling to strike him? Moreover, it's clear as day that he is the one who has gained the most benefits from this matter."
"Hmph, you old fool." Ji Yueer's expression turned icy as she retorted angrily, "What status does our family's Young Master Anye have to warrant such slander from you?"
"It is but a speculation. Since Young Prince Yun can speculate, am I, an old bag of bones, not entitled to my own suppositions?" Wei Dongyu was clearly not one to be trifled with, deftly excusing Wei Qingyun from culpability with a few words.
Yun Tai'an's expression turned somewhat awkward.
