Starry sky, I can hear their secrets.

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Being a legitimate merchant doesn't mean you don't sell counterfeit goods.

Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, Su Jinyan slowly opened the coffin lid.

Countless colorful fake hairpins were prominently displayed inside the coffin.

Su Jinyan gasped.

Before this, he had indeed been slandering Rakshasa and throwing mud at him.

The narrator wouldn't lie to him; there must be a very serious problem with Rakshasa's coffin.

Therefore, the claim that Rakshasa was selling aphrodisiacs was a lie; the real reason was to force him to open the coffin.

But Su Jinyan never expected that Luocha was actually selling fake stuff!

Rakshasa gasped for breath, his face showing an unprecedented loss of composure.

He shoved Su Jinyan away and frantically rummaged through the coffin, grabbing handfuls of colorful fake penises with each grab.

"This, how is this possible..."

Rakshasa's expression was no longer as composed as before, and her mental state showed signs of collapse.

Dan Heng: "?"

Gui Naifen: "?"

Huanlong: “?”

Su Chang looked confused: "So what exactly is this? A toy?"

"So that means he did break the law, right?"

"That Rakshasa, come with me to the Earth Balance Bureau!"

The moment the contents of the coffin were seen, the live stream chat exploded with comments.

The live stream was flooded with virtual gifts, and countless "666"s appeared on the screen.

Rakshasa gripped her slender sword tightly, her expression furious: "You—!"

"Su Jinyan, how dare you use illusion magic!"

Su Jinyan: "?"

You can't take a joke, huh? When did I use illusion magic?

Rakshasa could no longer tolerate it.

This is blatant slander; it's absolutely outrageous.

In order to smear him, Su Jinyan went so far as to put everyone present under an illusion, including him.

However, Rakshasa still had a question in his mind.

How exactly did he manage to make the viewers in the live stream fall into the illusion without them even realizing it?

Su Jinyan said coldly, "The evidence is conclusive, and the facts are right in front of us."

"Rakshasa, do you have anything else to say?"

Rakshasa slowly raised her rapier: "It seems that only by defeating you can I prove my innocence."

He is not innocent; he also has sins he has never forgotten.

He would occasionally think of his hometown.

Demons, the church, madness... those are not pleasant memories.

People climbed in droves to higher ground so they could get a better look at how their city was being destroyed.

If everything must end, then at least there needs to be a witness, a pair of eyes.

He could accept that his ending would be tragic.

But he couldn't accept that his life had become a clown's comedic performance.

"Ten Kings' Sacred Judgment—!"

An unyielding tone rang out from behind him.

Countless dark blue chains shot out, firmly binding Rakshasa's body.

Rakshasa did not rush to resist; instead, her angry expression calmed down.

"I see, huh, the judge of the Ten Kings' Court..."

"Did you discover our purpose all along?"

Xueyi coldly said, "You are a Rakshasa from beyond the heavens, suspected of tax evasion and selling prohibited items, which has violated the laws of the Immortal Boat Alliance."

"To lay a hand on a public official of the Shence Prefecture without authorization is an even more serious crime."

"Quickly come with me to the Ten Kings' Court to be judged."

Rakshasa shook her head slightly, her silver knight's rapier pointing at Su Jinyan.

"I'm sorry, I still have things to finish."

"Before that, let me defeat you to prove my innocence."

While speaking, Luocha glanced at the live stream chat out of the corner of her eye.

Unexpectedly, the comments in the live stream were all criticizing him, and Luocha almost broke down because of them.

[No more rummaging through the trash: Yay! This trip to the fairy tale was totally worth it. Seeing such a fantastic circus performance was absolutely worth it.]

[Rainbow7854: I don't understand, what is he trying to gain? Why does he have to resist and add to his own crimes?]

[Zhao Camera: Selling contraband with such arrogance, they have no shame whatsoever.]

[Silver Wolf: 666.]

[Cold Raven: I have no desire to punish the sins of such filthy people...]

Rakshasa took a deep breath, forcibly calming her chaotic emotions.

He may be guilty of crimes, but you can't use such despicable means to tarnish his innocence.

"Give up the resistance, the struggle... is pointless..."

Danheng looked at Luocha with undisguised disappointment in his eyes.

Su Chang and the others were the same.

Rakshasa was unwilling to offer any more pointless explanations; they had all been blinded by falsehood.

The only way to prove his innocence is to have Su Jinyan break free of the illusion.

"Eternal sleep is not the end..."

"Whatever has been taken will be repaid."

The dead will return!

Rakshasa easily broke free of the chains, and forcefully plunged her silver knight's rapier into the ground.

But at that moment, Rakshasa suddenly realized that the feeling of holding the sword was not quite right.

His sword is a knight's rapier, exquisitely designed with a smooth, warm hilt made of obsidian.

Why does it feel rough and grainy now?

When Rakshasa looked again, the sword in his hand had turned into an extra-long fake sword about three feet long with a frosted texture!

The live stream chat was flooded with question marks, a sight that was almost overwhelming.

Su Jinyan's expression was complicated: "Mr. Rakshasa, before I met you, I thought I was already abnormal enough."

"I never imagined there were people more capable than me, and that there was always something beyond my understanding."

It's all fake, all fake. Everywhere you look, it's all an illusion.

Rakshasa's eyes were indifferent, and a powerful aura erupted instantly as he gripped his "knight's sword" and engaged in fierce combat with the crowd.

However, those who were fighting the Rakshasa became somewhat hesitant and extremely cautious.

No one wanted to be hurt by the Rakshasa's "sword".

They feel nauseous even from the slightest touch to their skin.

Only Dan Heng, wielding the Cloud-Striking Spear, unhesitatingly shielded everyone behind him.

"Life and death, reality and illusion, are separated by a single thought. The celestial realm is but a fleeting dream... Break!"

A piercing sound echoed across Liuyun Ferry.

Rakshasa gripped her sword tightly to face Danheng, engaging in a fierce battle with him, the clanging sounds of their weapons ringing out incessantly.

Su Jinyan and the others searched for Rakshasa's weaknesses on the side, ready to act as they saw fit.

But the expressions in their eyes were complex and difficult to decipher; they all harbored a question that they found hard to voice—

Rakshasa, just how thick-skinned do you have to be to fight us with your fake bastard without any psychological pressure?