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The scene fell into dead silence. Tens of thousands of citizens stared fixedly at Shen Shuyan, most of them with disbelief in their eyes.

He had personally admitted it, which meant that everything that had happened earlier had been the work of Rong Tribe spies.

“How did the fish monster get lured here? Are you a Beast Tamer?” Yang Ling asked calmly.

Shen Shuyan slowly pulled a wooden box from his sleeve. When he opened it, a red pill lay inside.

“This pill was specially developed by the Cui family of the Rong Tribe to attract strange beasts,” Shen Shuyan said. “I had two. One has already been thrown into the river channel; this is the last one.”

A dawning realization spread through the crowd, followed by a growing unease.

Could people really use methods like this?

“So it really has nothing to do with the Immortal God Sect…”

“What Immortal God Sect? Didn’t Lord Yang say this was an evil cult colluding with Rong Tribe spies?”