Rumors can kill, man. Since when was I badass enough to punch Wudang and stomp on Qingcheng?!
"What a load of crap!"
Wen Yan immediately snapped.
"I need to have a talk with Lord Zhu later. Rakshasa Ghost Market has basically turned into a rumor factory.
What the hell does any of this have to do with me? Some Great Demon went off the rails and started eating people, specifically targeting young girls.
Then they tried to pin it on Virtue City's Evil Star, and of course the guy got pissed off and showed up for revenge, so what?
If I wasn't there the whole time talking him down, who knows how many people would have died by now.
I even got caught in the damn crossfire—my most expensive piece of clothing got straight-up blasted to shreds.
If I hadn't worked my ass off convincing him, that bro would've lost it completely—half the bystanders here just for the drama would've ended up dead!
