At the words of Zhaozhao, a flicker of uneasiness flashed across the faces of everyone present, for that was exactly what they had been thinking.
After all, Zhaozhao and Nanjia were in charge of the BuYe Cauldron, and it was lost during that period. Regardless of whether the person who lost it had any connection with Zhaozhao, the cauldron was retrieved through her hands.
During the time when the BuYe Cauldron was missing, no one knew what had happened. It was inevitable for such suspicions to arise.
"No," Su Yuan calmly denied, which left the other demons a bit stunned. Ignoring their reactions, he repeated, "I don't suspect you. I know Zhaozhao isn't such a person. You wouldn't do this."
"You..." Zhaozhao looked up at Su Yuan across from her. It was impossible to say she wasn't touched, but she just couldn't resist provoking him. "How do you know I'm not such a person?"
There was a hint of pettishness in her tone.
Seeing this, Nanjia quickly tried to smooth things over. "Come on, we all know Zhaozhao is cute and kind. Of course, she wouldn't do such a thing, right?" As she spoke, she nudged Gu Qing beside her with her elbow.
Gu Qing was enjoying the show at the moment and bravely pretended to be oblivious. Nanjia was so angry that she couldn't help but reach out and pinch his thigh hard, making him grimace in pain.
"You're right. I also believe Miss Song wouldn't do such a thing. There must be some misunderstanding," Chu Ming said with a righteous look on his face, clearly showing his support for Zhaozhao.
Many other colleagues present also spoke up for Zhaozhao, indicating that they believed she wouldn't steal the sacred object.
At first, Zhaozhao didn't expect so many people to stand by her side. She had even prepared for the worst.
If they insisted on suspecting that she had taken the sacred object and forced her to hand it over, she might have to fight her way out.
"I really didn't take it. I've never seen the sacred object either. I didn't even open the cauldron," she said, looking into Su Yuan's eyes with her clear ones. "You should know that the seal on it was still intact."
Su Yuan's heart softened under her gaze. He softly comforted Zhaozhao, "I know. I didn't say it was you who took it. We just want to find the trace of the sacred object. It's very important to the Eastern Clan."
"The Eastern Clan?"
"Yes, the Eastern Demon Clan. It's related to the inheritance of their bloodline."
Zhaozhao knew she didn't take it, but she wasn't sure if her master had done anything. Her hand unconsciously tightened under the conference table.
"Can you tell me what the sacred object looks like?" If she knew what it looked like, she could find a way to go back to Wutong Mountain to see if it was in her master's hands.
But her master had never been eager for natural treasures. In the past, whenever he got a good treasure, he would casually give it to his apprentices. Why would he want something from other demons?
Su Yuan's voice pulled her out of her thoughts. He said, "No one knows what it looks like or what it is."
"What?" Since it was said to be a sacred object passed down through generations in the clan, how could no one know what it looked like?
"The cauldron was missing for a long time once."
Zhaozhao understood what he meant. It was equivalent to... being lost?
"I didn't open the cauldron, and I didn't notice anything strange. But I'll try my best to help find it," she said, then lowered her head guiltily. This was related to her master, and she had lied, but she couldn't say it.
The office fell silent for a moment, and a strange, suffocating atmosphere spread.
After a while, Su Yuan sighed and said in a soft voice, "Okay, let's end the meeting for now."
The demons looked at each other, and finally left one by one.
Zhaozhao sat there a bit absent - minded. She didn't react until everyone had left. Then she got up and walked out absent - mindedly.
"Zhaozhao," Su Yuan's voice came from behind. Zhaozhao stopped in her tracks, and then heard him say, "What's your relationship with the person who snatched the BuYe Cauldron that day?"
After asking this question, he seemed to think it was inappropriate and added, as if trying to make up for it, "Can you tell me?"
Zhaozhao looked back at him. She stared at him for a long time, then slowly shook her head.
She couldn't.
Su Yuan wasn't surprised. He just smiled and said, "Well, if you can't tell, then don't."
Such magnanimity seemed as if he would indulge Zhaozhao in everything. But this dragon had just rejected her not long ago, saying that she should give up her thoughts and that it was absolutely impossible.
"Okay." Zhaozhao stopped thinking and turned to leave.
Su Yuan's eyes followed Zhaozhao's back until the office door closed completely, and not even a strand of her hair could be seen. Then he withdrew his gaze.
"Come out," he walked to the office desk and sat down. Looking at the computer in front of him expressionlessly, he shouted into the empty office.
A figure emerged from behind the money tree decorated with white crane ornaments in the corner of the office. The person was dressed in a strange purple outfit. His hair was long, reaching his waist, and was braided into a long plait. He wore a silver butterfly earring on his left ear.
He had deep - set eyes, but there was a hint of evil in his appearance, a poisonous kind of evil, which made people know at a glance that he was not to be trifled with.
"Is it that little girl who was in charge of the BuYe Cauldron?" he slowly walked to the sofa in the office and sat down. Looking at Su Yuan with an evil look in his eyes, he asked.
Su Yuan's cold gaze shot directly at him, and his tone carried an undeniable pressure. "I've said it before. It wasn't her. Your father has also entrusted this matter to me completely. What are you doing here, Lou Qingzhuo?"
The man called Lou Qingzhuo laughed twice. Looking at Su Yuan with a sly look in his eyes, he said, "I've never seen the Dragon Lord so nervous about anyone before. I haven't even said what I'm going to do, and you're already warning me. Could it be that the Dragon Lord really likes this little girl, as the rumors say?"
"This has nothing to do with you, Lou Qingzhuo. If your Eastern Clan still wants to get back the sacred object, be more obedient. Don't have any thoughts about her, and don't cause her any trouble."
A cold current gathered in this medium - sized office, and ice formed on the ground. In an instant, half of Lou Qingzhuo's body was frozen.
A sharp icicle was placed across the artery of his neck, glinting coldly, exuding a threatening aura everywhere.
"Otherwise, even if you're the son of the Eastern Demon King, I'll take your life without hesitation," Su Yuan said word by word without a trace of emotion, which made Lou Qingzhuo break out in cold sweat.
"Yes, Qingzhuo remembers," Lou Qingzhuo respectfully made a promise. Only then did the ice on his body melt, and he fled the office that had almost cost him his life as if he were escaping from a nightmare.
Su Yuan watched him leave. Leaning back on the chair, he took out the BuYe Cauldron sent back by the Eastern Clan a few minutes later.
He opened the mouth of the cauldron and cut his palm.
Blood dripped into the cauldron, and a wisp of black smoke slowly rose. A series of painful roars and wails echoed continuously in the office, but Su Yuan remained unmoved.
On the other side, Lou Qingzhuo stood in the building opposite the Demon Administration Bureau. With his demon eyesight, it was easy for him to observe Zhaozhao's every move in the bureau.
He playfully curled his lips. He wasn't allowed to covet her, but he just wanted to.