Chapter 28: Such a Good Relationship, They’re All Beating Each Other Up

Li Daming never expected that without doing anything at all, he would suddenly be doused with a bucket of filth.

The other side spoke with utter conviction, even brandishing so-called evidence, leaving him with no chance to prove his innocence.

“Li Daming, the ones you killed were my brothers in arms.”
Luo Chen looked stricken with grief, as if his heart were bleeding.
“If it weren’t for that person handing over this Memory Stone, I wouldn’t have known you were this kind of man.”

Then his tone turned cold, sharp as ice.
“Today, if you don’t hand over Luo Jiutian and give us a proper explanation, this matter will not end.”

Li Daming let out a furious laugh.
“I’ll say it again—I never killed your people, and Luo Jiutian never joined the Li family! Even if I were an idiot, do you think I’d openly commit such a ridiculous act in front of everyone?”

“Then explain this—” Luo Chen’s voice was frigid. “If you didn’t do it, what’s this Memory Stone recording?”

At that, a spark lit up in Li Daming’s mind.

Up until now, he had been desperately defending himself with “I didn’t do it.”
But the more he emphasized that point, the more it sounded like a guilty man’s protest.

From Luo Chen’s standpoint, his denial must sound hollow, like he had something to hide.

So then, how could he actually prove his innocence?

Of course—he just needed to find out who had framed him.

If he could trace back the trick behind this so-called evidence, everything would become clear.

With that realization, Li Daming forced himself to calm down, steadying his breath.

He put on a collected look and said, “Luo Chen, who gave you this Memory Stone?”

Luo Chen froze for a moment, not expecting that question.
“Why do you care about that?” he asked.

Li Daming fixed him with a firm gaze.
“You’re treating this stone as ironclad proof, using it to convict me. But if you’re going to condemn me, at the very least tell us where it came from. What—are you afraid of people finding out?”

As soon as he said that, the Li family immediately chimed in:

“That’s right! If you won’t even explain where it came from, how can you use it as evidence?”

“Exactly. If you want to talk proof, then lay out the whole story!”

“Don’t just throw mud around without reason!”

The atmosphere shifted.

Xiao Yan nibbled his melon seeds from the sidelines, watching the drama unfold with glee.
Su Zimo, fan in hand, looked intrigued as well, his expression turning thoughtful.

After a pause, Luo Chen finally lifted a hand and pointed to a Luo family disciple.
“This Memory Stone was handed to me by him.”

The named Luo disciple stepped forward gingerly.
“M-me… yes. But originally, it was given to me by… uh… that guy.”

Li Daming: “?”

He blinked, stunned for a long moment.
“Wait. Who did you say?”

The disciple answered seriously: “That guy.”

A vein throbbed on Li Daming’s forehead.
“I asked for an actual name. Don’t play games with me.”

Luo Chen kept his composure.
“He already said it clearly. It was that guy.”

“So who exactly is it?!”

“That guy, obviously.”

“Amynaus, you’re going too far—I swear I’ll explode!”

Li Daming completely lost it.

He was already seething.
First, falsely accused.
Then, treated like a criminal.

Now, when he asked for a name, no one would answer him straight—like they were taking him for a fool.

This wasn’t an interrogation. This was picking a fight!

Red mist rose in his mind. Without another word, he lunged forward with a fist aimed straight at Luo Chen.

“To hell with your ‘killer’! To hell with your ‘evidence’!

If you don’t want to talk, then we’ll settle it with our fists!”

Luo Chen hadn’t expected Li Daming to snap so suddenly.
He didn’t even have time to brace himself before a punch sent him staggering back three steps.

He was dumbfounded.

Wait—wasn’t this guy just talking about finding the truth?
How did it turn into a fight in the blink of an eye?

Watching Li Daming’s enraged face, his clenched teeth, his blazing fury—Luo Chen hesitated.

Could it be… he really wasn’t guilty?
That expression, that anger—it looked far too real for an act.

But then again, the Memory Stone’s recording was right there in front of them.
What was going on?

Before he could think further, another punch came flying, straight toward his chest.

Luo Chen scrambled back and shouted:
“Wait! Calm down! Li Daming, just hand over Luo Jiutian and we can talk about the rest!

Think about it—Luo and Su together, your Li family can’t win! If you keep fighting, you’ll only lose more men. Better to stop and negotiate—”

But already furious, Li Daming burst out laughing.

“Oh, now you’re scared?

Earlier, when I tried to reason with you, it was all ‘evidence this, confession that.’
Now that I’m throwing punches, suddenly you want to talk?

You really only bully the soft and fear the hard, huh?
Do you think I’m easy prey?”

With that, his anger exploded outward.
One punch smashed a Luo family disciple clean off his feet.

The Li family roared in unison:
“Get them!”

Su Zimo snapped his fan shut and shouted:
“Luo young master, allow me to assist you!”

Luo Chen, having lost all patience, flung out his arm.
“Everyone, the line has been crossed! We Luo will not tolerate such humiliation. With me—fight! Kill them!”

In the next heartbeat, the Li family and the combined forces of Luo and Su clashed in an all-out war.

Spiritual energy burst forth.
Spells flashed.
Weapons collided.
Dust and rubble filled the air.

Seeing this, Xiao Yan immediately led the Xiao family disciples to the edge of the battlefield, plopping down on the grass.
He cracked sunflower seeds leisurely while enjoying the show.

In the center, the melee grew ever more ferocious.

Li Daming and Luo Chen clashed head-on again and again, blows traded without mercy, their mouths spewing insults as they fought.

“Luo Chen! Besides pretending to act cool, what else can you do?!” Li Daming bellowed.

Luo Chen sneered back:
“Is this all you’ve got? And here I thought the Li family’s eldest son was supposed to be strong!”

Their strikes were vicious, fist shadows colliding with spear-light.
Each clash shook the earth and sent waves of force rippling outward.

Inside, Luo Chen was secretly rattled.
Even after using the Thirteen Star-Chasing Strikes, Li Daming was still holding his ground against him.

Li Daming, too, was shocked.
He had known Luo Chen was strong, but not strong enough to trade blows with him—a peak Foundation cultivator—without faltering.

The battlefield spiraled into chaos, both sides losing themselves to bloodlust, neither willing to retreat.

Then—

A rich aroma drifted across the field.

The scent of meat sizzling over fire, fat dripping onto hot coals, releasing that irresistible fragrance of charred, juicy flesh.

Involuntarily, everyone’s movements slowed.
Nostrils flared.
Heads turned.

With puzzled expressions, they followed the smell.

And there, at the edge of the battlefield—

Luo Jiutian sat cross-legged on the ground, calmly roasting meat over a fire.