Fiend Li had not died yet, but his injuries were quite severe, and several Lockbreakers helped him as he sat down in his bloodstained clothes. He then stood up and stared towards the sky before directing a rather blank look at Saul. “Is this what you wanted?” 

Saul’s gaze twisted as he looked at Fiend Li. He finally answered in a low voice, “This is not my fault.” 

Felynn denounced him furiously, saying, “Saul, if not for you playing tricks in the dark and preventing several Perceptive Intermediate Lockbreakers from coming for the competition, these thieves would not have gotten away! Because you fought against Senior Li, you allowed the Hall of Insight to collapse. Not only are you a sinner of Sourcepeak Planet, but you are a sinner of the entire Lockbreaker Society.” 

“That’s right, a sinner!” one red-eyed Lockbreaker cursed, not caring about Saul’s identity at all. 

“Sinner!”  

“Sinner!” 

…

Many echoed the sentiment.

Sometimes, a person would need to take responsibility for an incident, and at other times, people simply needed to vent their emotions. At this moment, under Felynn’s guidance, Saul had become the scapegoat for all of these people. Even if he was certain that Felynn was the one actually behind this unfortunate disaster, he had no way to defend himself. 

Lu Yin stared at Saul’s lost expression. This old man had his own methods, and he may be adept in lockbreaking...