Fogort yawned, then said nonchntly, "You''re starting to shift the me now, Mr. Aplice?"


    At that moment, everyone''s attention shifted toward Trenton.


    Trenton was flustered and said, "What do you mean? Are you calling me a perpetrator? What a joke!"


    Trenton took off his coat, exposing the horrific wound on his arm that had been wrapped in a bandage. He yelled, "I was attacked too! How could it be me?!"


    Fogort nodded and said, "Yes, yes. Like I said just now, you''re not the mastermind; you''re just an aplice."


    Trenton''s facial features twisted as he got more agitated. "What do you mean?"


    Fogort stood up and said to everyone, "You don''t have to act anymore. I''m the only one here who didn''t participate in this murder attempt. You''ll be able to keep it a secret if you just kill me, right?"


    Everyone looked at each other, but there was no surprise on their faces.


    Fogort smiled and nodded as he said, "Very well. It seems that you guys aren''t going to defend yourselves, so you might as well listen to my deduction."


    Fogort pointed at Trenton and said, "After all, he still doesn''t understand why he was attacked even though he''s an aplice.


    "It''s not that you guys didn''tmunicate well; it''s because you guys didn''tmunicate at all. One group was responsible for the attack, and the other group was the unlucky one to be beaten.


    "Am I right, Lester? Also..." Fogort turned to look at the cultivators who had received the Heaven-Destroyer Magma and said, "You guys... Both sides have different goals, but both did the same thing to achieve it, which was to kill Miss Hurley.


    "As for the cultivators, you..." Fogort pointed at the bald man in front of him. "Kane Carver."


    Fogort continued, "You know the characteristics of the Heaven-Destroyer Magma very well, and you know that any magic weapon will be disintegrated by the power of the Heaven-Destroyer Magma. So, you used the Heaven-Destroyer Magma''s power to refine some sharp weapons.


    "Tamsine was then killed by controlling the ritualistic weapon. This was probably the reason why you''ve been dueling with me these past few days. You know that I''d definitely save her, so you were looking for ways to limit the use of my talismans.


    "You seeded. I couldn''t stop the bleeding at all, but at that moment, the other group of people didn''t seem to realize what had happened. They hadn''t taken any action yet, so how could Tamsine have been injured?


    "Hence, they could only carry on their pretense. There''s a private doctor in the vi, but you spent nearly ten minutes looking for him. Those people must be your men too.


    "Your goal was very simple, to prove your alibi and to cause Tamsine''s death by dying time. Your intention was to let Tamsine die on the way to the hospital, right?


    "But you didn''t expect there to be another group of people—the cultivators. They didn''t know you were stalling for time, so they immediately attacked your men in an attempt to prevent you from going to the hospital.


    "But why did the Randys still send Tamsine to the hospital? It''s simple they just needed a death certificate and to give themselves legitimacy."


    "Am I right, Lester?" Fogort turned his head to look at Lester, whose forehead was now covered in sweat.


    Fogort continued, "What''s the cultivators'' goal? Is it to destroy the Heaven- Destroyer Magma? No, you just want Tamsine''s assets. The same goes for the ordinary people led by Lester.


    "Therefore, your interests are in conflict. This resulted in the attack and the transport to the hospital happening at the same time.


    "What happened after you guys got to the hospital? Of course, you refused to sign off on the consent form."