There are four old men sitting at this moment, all of whom are the most powerful and prestigious old men in the Wumeng Headquarters. The current leader of the Wumeng General League, Zongchang, is also present. This shows the height and seriousness of this meeting.
What happened in the Qinling Village has been spread by the ten major families who escaped, as well as people from the Wu League.
In a remote village, a Gu farmer was found, and there was also a sacred grass that almost reached six leaves. This was enough to move the whole world, even the top leaders of the Martial Alliance were no exception.
Bang... Bang... Bang... In the conference room, Zhang Zongchang tapped his fingers on the table, frowning. Time passed slowly, and they had been sitting here for almost three hours.
After a while, the deputy leader Nangong Wuxie asked an elder: "Is there still no news over there?"
The elder shook his head and did not speak immediately. Instead, he glanced at his phone and then sighed and said, "No, no news has been sent."
"The ten major families and the special envoys of the Martial Alliance are all the backbone of the Chinese martial arts today. It can be said that it is the existence of these people that supports the Chinese martial arts today."
"but."
Nangong Wuxie took a deep breath: "Just under the noses of these eleven people, the five-leaf sacred grass disappeared. They even fought among themselves over it, resulting in the loss of the sacred grass."
"The situation is coming. They should know very well what a five-leaf sacred grass means. It is very possible to make several perfect quality pseudo-six-marked elixirs when refined by a top pharmacist, allowing a powerful person to achieve a breakthrough.
To the supreme level.”
"At this time, the birth of a supreme level is enough to provide us with a strong guarantee against the general trend."
"But, it disappeared."
"Elder Wenren, tell me, is this man-made or is it due to some other reason?"
Beside the table, an old man with a white beard wearing a moon-white robe had a gloomy face and whispered: "I know what you are thinking, but you know the situation very well. My Muxue was in the insect array because of his brother's injury.
The moment it was broken, I took people out of the village and rushed back to my family to save lives. I never went to the jungle again. If I had to assign a level of suspicion to everyone present, then my Mu Xue’s suspicion should also be
lowest."
"But your Muxue is indeed the only one who didn't go with them."
Nangong Wuxie said calmly: "There is no witness, no one knows where she went when she left. Whether she went directly back to the family, I am afraid no one knows except herself."
Elder Wenren frowned again and asked subconsciously: "Are you suspecting that my Mu Xue stole the sacred grass and took it away privately without telling you?"
Before Elder Wenren could finish his words, a middle-aged man wearing black clothes with a golden dragon head embroidered on his chest strode in and said: "Everyone who participated in the action that day has been questioned, except
Except for Wenren Muxue, everyone had proof of their presence. Even if they were fighting at the time, they could still see each other. They waited until they got to the woods to find that the sacred grass was missing, and the only person who was missing in the whole process.
"
He paused and looked at the literati elder: "That's Wenren Muxue."