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Truly many people have gathered here, including, Prince Qin... With the scene of the attack, their sect mesially stood as a means of entertainment for others.

"Mu Chen\'s actions have been most vexing," Beta Fang murmured, his tone dripping with feigned concern.

"To think he would dare to trifle with the Sect Mistress, using foul devilish arts to sway her affections. And his connection with the late Ling Fei - who can say what dark machinations he was involved in?"

He leaned in slightly, his eyes narrowing as he gauged the Sect Master\'s reaction.

"I fear for the future of our sect, Sect Master. A man of such depravity and ambition cannot be allowed to roam freely. Perhaps it would be prudent to take... decisive action, before his influence spreads any further...

I am nothing but a loyal subject to sect, the sect is like a warm home to me and its disciples and elders are family, this humble one cares for his family sect master, I fear..." He paused.

"I fear something bad might happen to everyone... Ling Fei\'s case was solved by the Holy Envoy, however, we should be capable enough to deal with our situation sect master," he added with a little sad tone, enhancing his control.

The Sect Master\'s brow furrowed, his fingers drumming against the armrest of his chair as he contemplated Beta Fang\'s words.

The idea of Mu Chen using some sort of enchantment on his beloved concubine ignited a burning rage within him. That insolent disciple, daring to toy with his personal affairs!

"You speak truly, Beta Fang," the Sect Master rumbled, his voice tinged with barely contained fury.

"Mu Chen\'s transgressions cannot be overlooked. As the guardian of this sect, I cannot allow such a grave threat to take root..."

His gaze hardened, the weight of his responsibilities as Sect Master settling upon his shoulders.

"I will not stand idly by, while this weed threatens to choke the very life from our sect. Beta Fang, see to it that Mu Chen is brought before me at once. I shall get to the bottom of this sordid affair and purge his taint from our hallowed halls..."

Sect Master has no reason to doubt Beta Fang\'s words, at the moment, Beta Fang is his personal favorite disciple and a great potential.

Not to mention, Beta Fang has a good reputation and history of speaking truth and righteousness.

...

A flash of triumph glinted in Beta Fang\'s eyes as he bowed low.

"It will be done, Sect Master. I shall mobilize the disciples to apprehend Mu Chen without delay." He turned to leave, already concocting the next steps in his insidious scheme.

As Beta Fang strode through the sect\'s winding corridors, his mind raced with possibilities.

Framing Mu Chen as a depraved \'villain \' who used dark arts to seduce the Sect Mistress was merely the first step... However, it can\'t get out.

With the Sect Master\'s wrath unleashed, he could unleash a cascade of events that would not only eliminate his longtime rival but also enhance his own standing within the sect.

The game is cruel and it\'s not the time to develop a weak and forgiving heart. With the help of the Holy Envoy, Beta Fang has gotten multiple blessings as such, he can\'t just stay behind and enjoy his time with women who constantly throw themselves at him.

His goals are far higher, and he needs to work hard.

A wicked smile played on his lips. The fate had blessed him with this fortuitous opportunity - one he would not squander.

Mu Chen\'s days were numbered, and in his demise, Beta Fang would rise to new heights of power and influence, his days were going pretty smoothly.

First Ling Fei and now Mu Chen, one by one, all of Beta Fang\'s enemies will meet their demise.

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Meanwhile, in a secluded corner of the sect\'s grounds, Mu Chen sat in a meditative pose on a white cushion.

His brow furrowed in concentration.

The time had left him feeling uneasy, a nagging sense of foreboding that he couldn\'t quite shake.

His Protagonist senses were tingling sensing a looming danger.

"Something is amiss," he murmured to himself, his eyes snapping open, from meditative form.

Mu Chen\'s brow furrowed as he sensed a disturbance in the sect\'s energy.

Something was brewing, a sinister undercurrent that set his teeth on edge. His mind raced, trying to piece together the fragments of information he had gathered.

"Beta Fang..." he muttered, the name leaving a bitter taste in his mouth.

That conniving snake had always been a thorn in his side, ever since their days as children.

Mu Chen had no doubt that the man was behind this latest scheme because he had no other enemy aside from Beta Fang.

Closing his eyes, he delved deeper into his meditation, seeking to uncover the truth... His senses becoming highly sharp, it felt like his third eye could burst open.

Whispers breaking the boundary of time and space reached his ears, fragments of conversation that painted a troubling picture.

His relationship with the Sect Mistress, Ling Fei\'s death... all woven into a twisted narrative designed to turn the Sect Master against him.

"Damn, that Beta Fang," Mu Chen growled, his fists clenching in anger.

"His ambition knows no bounds. But I won\'t be cowed so easily."

Springing to his feet, Mu Chen\'s eyes narrowed with determination. He would confront the Sect Master directly, lay bare the deception that was being spun around him. Beta Fang had made a grave mistake in underestimating him.

Mu Chen was no scum, he didn\'t have any relationship with the sect mistress, the concubine of the Sect Master, he was merely treating her poison.

It was all a misunderstanding, where the sect master was toyed by Beta Fang.