"What's going on?" Li Rulong ran in after hearing the noise. When he saw Zhang Huaibi's body, his eyelids twitched and he exclaimed, "Lord Huaibi!"
Zhang Huaibi could be called the guardian of Rong City. If he hadn't been on guard all year round, Aguba wouldn't have had to worry about him. Now that such a person had died in his own yard, how could Li Rulong, a general of Rong City, not be shocked?
There were two levels of shock.
The first level was the vision of a general of Rong City, and the second level was the vision of a cultivator.
What did it mean to be ranked fifth on the Asura List? It meant that only five or six cultivators in the entire Divine Land could fight with him. Such a super expert had died suddenly in such a strange way. How could people not be shocked?
Then the question was, who was the murderer?
Hearing the continuous exclamations, the servants and guards who were on standby outside the yard finally noticed something was wrong. They ran in in a hurry and saw Zhang Huaibi's body. They were all shocked speechless.
One of the guards said in a trembling voice, "Quick, go get the steward …"
Soon, the steward came. He was a white-haired old man in his sixties.
Yan Li learned from the guard that the steward's surname was Hu.
"Old Master, Old Master …" Steward Hu knelt down beside Zhang Huaibi and said in tears, "Why did you leave before me …" Then, he burst into tears.
Yan Li thought for a while and turned to one of the guards. "Did you hear anything?"
The guard was still in shock. He said, "Sir, we were waiting outside for Master's orders. We were very focused and didn't relax for even a moment. We were sure that there was nothing strange in the yard."
"Go and inform His Majesty and Marshal Zhang," Yan Li ordered.
At this time, Steward Hu was crying, and there was no leader in the yard. Naturally, the guard obeyed the order and trotted away.
Yan Li walked around the body but didn't find anything suspicious. There was no trace of a fight. The murderer was either too fast for Zhang Huaibi to react, or the murderer was someone he was least prepared for.
Once a person was dead, most of his aura would be gone. He was just a dead man.
Not long after, a flurry of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.
Ji Zhiyuan was in the lead. Behind her were Jiang Changtian, Ruan Tianhe, Lianhai Changjin, Ma Guanshan, and others from the Academy. Naturally, they were her direct subordinates. Fearing that something unexpected would happen, they also followed.
Then it was Zhang Zhidong and his generals. Shock and grief coexisted on Zhang Zhidong's face. When he stepped into the courtyard and saw the corpse, his face turned as white as paper.
He and Ji Zhiyuan stepped into the pavilion together. The rest of the people waited outside. No one spoke. The formless heaviness and terror spread in the courtyard.
After looking at the corpse, Ji Zhiyuan looked at Yan Li immediately. Although she said that she didn't trust Yan Li, she still hoped that Yan Li could be her pillar of support at the critical moment.
One had to know that the one who died was a supreme expert ranked # 5 on the Asura Rankings, an indispensable pillar of the Grand Xia Empire.
"The wound is the same as Ye Qing's," Yan Li said.
Ji Zhiyuan asked, "Done by the same assassin?"
Yan Li said, "It depends on the interior of the corpse."
Shen Liuyun retracted her hand and it hung limply on the ground. She gritted her teeth and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, "There's no need to look anymore. Most of my brother's flesh and blood have been destroyed. It must have been Courage."
Zhang Zhidong silently reached out his hand and closed Zhang Huaibi's eyes.
Qu Zhengping walked over and supported him, "Teacher, my condolences. Please take care of yourself."
Shen Liuyun stood up. Her beautiful eyes were filled with hatred as she said coldly, "It was the Flame Worship Festival seven days ago. The Desolate race's assassination was still forgivable. Now that the alliance has been set, they still dare to break it. I suggest that we immediately send troops to annihilate all the Desolate tribes!"
Hatred was indeed terrifying. It could change a person's mind so quickly.
Yan Li sighed and said, "Sir, the truth is still unclear. It might not be only the Desolate race who will use Courage. You can't be so arbitrary."
Shen Liuyun looked at him coldly, "What else is unclear? Is there anyone else in this world who will use Courage? "
Her coldness made Yan Li feel sad. He finally understood how Shen Liuyun felt. Just like how he should have been in Shen Liuyun's eyes, Shen Liuyun should have been how he should have been in his eyes. Any slight change would catch him off guard.
"Even if no one uses Courage, it cannot be determined that this is the actions of the Desolate race." Yan Li argued, "Besides, the Desolate race is now under Cangyang's control. Can't you feel her sincerity at all?"
"Her sincerity?" Shen Liuyun said sarcastically, "That's right. After we left, what you did with her in her palace was the so-called sincerity!"
"What did I do with her?" Yan Li's face turned pale.
Ji Zhiyuan's eyes turned cold as he glanced at him.
Shen Liuyun sneered and said, "Is there a need to say what you did with her? It's fine as long as you are so considerate of the Desolate race! "
Everyone's eyes focused on Yan Li. There was coldness, contempt, disdain, loathing and hatred, but none of them could compare to Shen Liuyun. Every word she said was like a sharp arrow. Each arrow pierced deeper than the last, as if it was about to nail his heart into an endless abyss.
Yan Li only felt the qi and blood in his body surging. He felt dizzy and almost couldn't stand still. He took a few steps back and leaned against the pillar. For the first time, his dark, deep, and bright eyes lost their spirit. He said in a low voice, "I didn't expect that I was so unbearable in your eyes."
Shen Liuyun felt a pain in her heart as she gritted her teeth. She did not want to look him in the eye as she turned to Ji Zhiyuan and said, "Your Majesty, please send your troops!"
Ji Zhiyuan was still pondering over it, so he did not immediately speak.
The generals behind Zhang Zhidong suddenly knelt to the ground as they said agitatedly, "Your Majesty, please send your troops to flatten the Desolate race, so as to give justice to Lord Huaibi!"
Ji Zhiyuan thought for a moment and looked at Zhang Zhidong, "What does Minister Zhang say?"
Zhang Zhidong gave a wry smile and said, "This old minister will follow Your Majesty's decision."
Ji Zhiyuan turned to Yan Li and said, "You still insist that the Desolate race is innocent?"
Yan Li said lightly, "I have never said that the Desolate race is innocent."
Dai Shaobao said with a sneer, "What a joke. Everyone heard it clearly just now. Is there something wrong with our ears?"
"Wouldn't that mean we are guilty?" A general said.
"Changing your words now is really hilarious." Another general said.
Yan Li coldly swept his gaze over and said word by word, "Either shut up or die!" An intense killing intent accompanied by a surging evil intent surged over.
There were at least ten important generals standing on that side, and all of them were generals under Zhang Zhidong's command. But at this moment, the bloody killing intent on their bodies added together could not resist this surging malice. Everyone felt their hands and feet go cold, as if there was a sword hanging on their necks, and their heads would be cut off at any time.
They did not doubt that if Dai Shaobao dared to say another word, Yan Li would definitely kill him.
Instantly, the ten generals' auras were suppressed by Yan Li alone. Some of them opened their mouths to speak, but felt like a fishbone was stuck in their throats. No matter how hard they tried, they could not say anything powerful.
"Enough." Ji Zhiyuan's body moved slightly, and Yan Li's aura was blocked by an invisible force. She stared at Yan Li, "This Emperor wants to know why you are defending the Desolate race, or is it as Teacher Shen said, that Cangyang gave you some benefits?"
She said it very tactfully, but Yan Li found it extremely harsh. He said mockingly, "I just want to remind you that since the assassin can easily kill an expert ranked fifth on the Shura roll, it is unknown who here can stop him. Go ahead and send your troops. I want to see a few generals die when the time comes."
Ji Zhiyuan had long thought of this, but she wanted Yan Li to say it out loud. Now that her goal had been achieved, she said, "Yan Li, listen up."
Yan Li reluctantly bowed.
Ji Zhiyuan said, "This Emperor will give you two days. If you cannot find any evidence to prove that this matter has nothing to do with the Desolate race, immediately send your troops. Go. "With that said, she turned and left.
Since she had given the order, no one dared to stay. Lianhai Changjin gave her an apologetic look before leaving.
Yan Li had always been a loner. Be it the instructors or students of the college, they did not have a good relationship with him. Only Lianhai Changjin treated him as a friend.
Shen Liuyun looked at Yan Li.
Yan Li looked over, and when their eyes met, he saw a tinge of guilt. This made him feel better. However, Shen Liuyun still left.
Zhang Zhidong and company naturally did not dare to disobey, so they left the yard.
Finally, only Li Rulong was left. When he saw Yan Li looking at him, he grinned, "Lord Benefactor, do not worry. This lowly one has already retired from the army. This lowly one had already obtained the military's approval seven days ago."
Yan Li nodded and said, "Where will I stay?"
Li Rulong said, "This lowly one has arranged everything. Please follow me."
Yan Li took one last look at Zhang Huaibi's corpse, then turned and left.
Li Rulong brought Yan Li to the door of a large house. He smiled and said, "Lord Benefactor, we are here."
The house was rather grand, and was considered a medium-sized house in Rong City.
"Isn't this your house?" Yan Li looked at the plaque hanging on the door, which said 'Li House'.
Li Rulong smiled and said, "This lowly one has already decided to serve you. A mere house is nothing. Oh yes, I have arranged for Brother Zhao, who was imprisoned with you, to stay here. Also, two of the slaves that you rescued voluntarily followed you. I have also arranged for them to stay here. "
"Hmm." Yan Li responded faintly and started to walk inside.
Once he entered, he saw a courtyard. It was very simple and clean.
As soon as Yan Li stepped in, he heard a voice shouting, "Help, help …"
A person ran out from the hall and couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Yan Li. "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, save me …"
"Brother, don't run. Play with me for a while longer." A woman came out from behind him.
Li Rulong saw this woman and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. "Desolate, Desolate Human King?"
Yan Li was in a bad mood, so he shouted coldly, "Cang Yang, what are you doing?"
Li Rulong's mind flashed, and he came to a sudden realization. "Lord Benefactor, could it be that the two slaves …"
"Second sister, the high priest taught us to not be disrespectful in other people's houses …"
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