"How dare you break my precious incense holder! You're asking for it!" Jose roared furiously. He shook his robes, and a strong wave of energy surged at Wilbur. The crowd's expression shifted as well. That was supposed to be a legendary spirit weapon. That guy was just too bold. Master Jose was a famous cultivator from the Stricton Province. That guy was done for. Just as everyone was in shock at Wilbur's nerves, he smiled. "Open your eyes and take a closer look." The crowd leaned forward at the broken incense holder, baffled by the situation. Wilbur said, "The incense holder is just a replica of an antique. There's a piece of oud in there that seals the powers in it, letting out a glow and fragrance to make it look like a spirit weapon. It'll disappear in three months, tops. I can't believe such an obvious counterfeit technique was enough to fool all of you." Wilbur's words left everyone in shock, and the crowd began to inspect the broken incense holder. Everyone in the c

She was alone in the middle of the night, barefoot and only clad in pajamas that were caked with dirt. Anyone could tell that something had happened to her. Tears streamed down the girl's face, but she remained silent. Faye continued to try coaxing the girl, while Wilbur could only stare. A while later, the girl's emotions were finally a little more stable. Faye brought the girl to her room and gave her a new set of pajamas to change into. She washed the girl's face as well before bringing her to the living room again. Looking at the girl then, she was honestly quite pretty. It was unclear just what had happened to her. Faye made the girl a bowl of pasta and continued to give her advice and comfort. At last, the girl started talking after she ate. The girl's name was Shelby Seacrest. She was from a rural village and had a boyfriend who was going to university in Seechertown. She had come to Seechertown with her boyfriend and worked to pay her boyfriend's school fees. Bu

Faye moved out of the way. Timothy entered the living room with his subordinates and Shelby. Faye's ice-cold gaze swept past Shelby's face. Shelby looked absolutely pitiful, following behind them with her head bowed. Timothy came up to Wilbur and asked, "Are you Wilbur Penn?" "That's me," Wilbur said. Timothy said coldly, "Miss Shelby Seacrest here made a report saying that she was sexually assaulted in your house. You are to cooperate with us immediately and return to the station with us for investigation." "Sure. That's not a problem. Let me change my clothes," Wilbur said. Timothy looked at Wilbur's torn pajamas. "You can change, but we need to take the pajamas you're wearing away with us." "Of course." Wilbur got up and headed for his bedroom. Timothy glanced at the other two policemen, and one of them followed after Wilbur at once. Not long after, Wilbur came out in a new set of casual clothes. The pajamas were put into a clear bag by the officer. "Come with us."

Timothy fell silent for a while before saying, "Guess you aren't going to 'fess up." "Nothing happened for me to confess, so why should I?" Wilbur replied. Timothy said, "Two completely opposing statements. One of you has to be lying. You do know that the consequences of lying in a place like this are extremely severe." "I know they're severe, but isn't it up to you to prove who's telling the truth?" Wilbur said. Timothy smirked coldly. "Of course we will, but you'll have to be responsible for what you said." "I know I am. I trust that you're a responsible person who will get to the bottom of this," Wilbur said with a smile. Timothy fell silent. Judging from how cases like this usually went, the women were less prone to lie. That was why he was leaning more towards believing Shelby. But Wilbur seemed extremely calm and confident. He was either really good at keeping his cool, or he was telling the truth. The whole thing was a little complicated. It would require some

Wilbur smiled. "Timothy's a good sheriff. I'm sure he'll get to the bottom of this." Faye was caught off guard. She was still angry at Timothy, but here Wilbur was calling him a good guy. On second thought, however, it seemed like Timothy had not done anything wrong. He was only doing his own job. Besides, it was perfectly understandable that he was angry at her for trying to threaten him with Bowie. Timothy did, from a professional view, seem like a good cop. Wilbur said to Faye, "Alright, you should go to work. I told you that the truth will come out in the end and lies will never stand the test of justice." Faye could only nod, then left for Cape. There were all these people over there, including herself, who could not rest just yet. She had to plan out the next step, and it was not the time to rest yet. Over at Willow Corp. Yvonne sat in her office, feeling like she was at her wit's end. Willow Corp had been bombarded with messages from banks in the past two days, all