"Is he dead?" one of them asked.
Zhong Qian didn't answer. He and his two companions were still trying to confirm. They had fought with the castellan's mansion for a long time, so they knew a lot about their methods of doing things. Wei Kang was the head of the twelve guards, so they didn't mind being more conservative.
In the end, no one was waiting for them to give an answer. Lu Ping had already answered, "He's dead."
A figure began to fall from the gap between two tree trunks. First his feet, then his legs, bit by bit. His movements were clumsy enough to put a practitioner to shame.
Bang!
In the end, his figure landed heavily on the ground. Although he stood steadily, his control over his strength was really terrible.
Such a layman's skill could only be that of the powerless Morin.
"He died with his eyes wide open! So miserable, "Morin said, looking at Wei Kang's expression.
"Let's see what he has on him." Siffin had already squeezed out from the other side of the gap. He had been hiding here all along, and at the most suitable time, he activated his superpower, Fracture, and cooperated with Chu Min and Zhong Qian to deal a fatal blow to Wei Kang.
"Be careful."
"Don't make a move."
"Back off."
The three voices came from Zhong Qian and his two companions. Even if Xiabong Castellan was really dead, they couldn't take it lightly. Who knew if they had some superpower that would only be activated after they died? It wasn't like Nightingale hadn't experienced this before.
The three people shouted in unison, which really scared Morin. He was stunned and didn't dare to continue moving.
"Be careful, it's a trap," Zhong Qian explained as he quickly squeezed into the small area where the tree trunks were crossed.
Morin's expression changed. He had a lot of experience, and he had seen some so-called death warriors who still had custom-made superpowers after they died.
"Do they have the power of the soul?" Morin looked up to confirm.
"No." Lu Ping shook his head.
Soul power did not completely coexist with signs of life, so to be precise, Lu Ping could not be completely sure whether Wei Kang was truly dead or not. However, he was certain that Wei Kang's body no longer had any sounds of Spirit Force, so it was impossible for any superpower to appear.
Morin obviously trusted Lu Ping's "Soul Listening" very much. Hearing Lu Ping's affirmative answer, he immediately relaxed. But Zhong Qian's cautious expression did not change. He did not go forward personally, but used his bow to touch Wei Kang's body.
"What methods will they use?" Morin couldn't help but ask. He really couldn't stand Zhong Qian's extremely cautious appearance.
However, Zhong Qian only raised a finger. He made a shushing gesture to Morin, and then, as if it was a set of systematic steps, he carefully probed Morin bit by bit.
Morin originally wanted to laugh, but as he watched, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Zhong Qian was careful and serious. Of course, he was not acting. They must have paid a great price to be so meticulous in this matter.
After patiently waiting for Zhong Qian for about five minutes, he finished all his steps. He let out a long breath, then squatted down and began to check Wei Kang's body to see if there was anything on him.
An ordinary dagger, which could be seen everywhere in the blacksmith's shop, did not have the grade of a magic weapon at all.
There were some scattered coins, but not many of them.
A letter, but …
Zhong Qian regretfully looked at the piece of paper in his palm. From some of the incomplete pieces, it could be seen that it was a page of a letter, but now it had been completely destroyed. This was obviously done by Wei Kang before he died.
"Is there a way to restore it?" Zhong Qian asked expectantly. No one in Nightingale had this kind of ability, but what about Lu Ping and the others?
The answer still disappointed Zhong Qian, but he did not despair. He took out a brown paper bag and carefully put the piece of paper into it.
They could not do it. But who knew when they would meet someone who could do it?
Putting away the paper bag, Zhong Qian looked at Wei Kang again.
The people in the Castellan's Mansion always said that Nightingale was cautious and watertight. But wasn't the Castellan's Mansion the same? They were even more abnormal than Nightingale. He was about to die. But he still destroyed all the information. Looking at the expression on Wei Kang's face, it was not the fear of death, but deep regret.
Regret, perhaps not for the end of his life, but for his unfinished mission?
They had seen this attitude from the people in the Castellan's Mansion many times. And the leader of the twelve guards was just more resolute and clear.
Hateful and terrifying enemies, but also respectable in some ways. No matter what the reason, what the purpose, this persistence was always admirable. This had nothing to do with good or evil.
"Let's go!" Zhong Qian said.
"Who is this person?" Lu Ping and the others asked, they still did not know this!
"Wei Kang, the leader of the twelve guards of Xiabong Castellan." Zhong Qian said. They actually had a lot of information about Wei Kang, but now that he was dead, it was no longer important.
What was important was the information contained in Wei Kang's appearance.
"This letter must be very important." Zhong Qian said.
"Not necessarily." Siffin said.
"Oh?"
"Sending a letter to an important person may not necessarily mean that the letter is important, it could also mean that the person receiving the letter is very important, so choosing an important person to show respect, or even to represent oneself." Siffin said.
"What you said makes sense." Zhong Qian nodded.
"Then how many people would make the ruler of a district feel important?" Siffin said.
"This, there are quite a lot." Zhong Qian smiled bitterly. Although Wei Zhong was already a high official, in the capital of the Empire, the center of power, there were still many people who were higher and more important than Wei Zhong.
"The relationship can't be too shallow, otherwise using a guard to send a letter may not seem respectful." Siffin said.
Zhong Qian continued to smile bitterly. With Wei Zhong's status, how wide would his network be? But as long as he deliberately tried to manage it, the relationship would not be shallow.
"Then what about the current situation?" Siffin said.
"The College Supervisory Headquarters." The one who answered was Chu Min. With so many conditions added together, only the College Supervisory Headquarters met all the requirements. The College Supervisory Headquarters of an ordinary district was far from qualified.
"The College Supervisory Headquarters." Zhong Qian's expression changed. This group of people who went against the City Lord's Mansion could be called fugitives, but when it came to the College Supervisory Headquarters, the highest department of the Empire's power, they all felt a little reverence.
"Fortunately, we intercepted him." Zhong Qian thought of this and let out a long breath.
"This is not good." Siffin said.
"Why?"
"With or without this letter, the College Supervisory Headquarters would have received the news. Therefore, this was just a friendly letter. The College Supervisory Headquarters and Xiabong Castellan happened to have a common goal. If he dealt with it, it would be a favor to the College Supervisory Headquarters. So, if this letter was sent, perhaps the College Supervisory Headquarters would not take action and quietly wait for good news from Canyon Peak City. If it was not sent, then the College Supervisory Headquarters would probably send someone over. "
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