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Chapter 497

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The three of them left the House of Secret Guardians and soon arrived in front of a black ruin.

Other than this huge ruin, the residence next to it was also affected.

Two residences were burnt in half and innocently affected.

Under the observation of Chu Li's Omniscient Mirror, he could see that there was nothing left in the dark ruins except for some smoldering ironware.

"What's there to see?" Dong Qifei looked at the black ruin and felt that he had no idea where to start.

Chu Li said, "Dong Qifei, go and investigate the Minister Counsellor's friends."

"Investigate them?" Dong Qifei was stunned.

Yang Zongwen said, "Captain, this is a hornet's nest! This Minister Counsellor Zhou is very popular and has friends all over the government. If we really investigate, who knows how many people we'll need to investigate. It's better to be cautious. "

Chu Li glared at him.

Dong Qifei quickly said, "I'll investigate."

Chu Li said, "Find out who his best friends are, or who they are."

"Yes," Dong Qifei quickly said.

Yang Zongwen hesitated. "This …"

Chu Li waved his hand. "Go!"

"Yes!" Dong Qifei said loudly and walked out.

Yang Zongwen followed him a few steps and pulled his sleeve. He said helplessly, "Captain is also a very smart person. How could he do such a thing? No one in the House of Secret Guardians mentioned this. Everyone pretended to be ignorant. Only the captain dared to poke this hornet's nest!"

"Forget it." Dong Qifei laughed. "I think this is quite to my taste. We should investigate them!"

"Anyway, it's better to be careful." Yang Zongwen frowned. "Be careful. Don't let anyone find out!"

"Of course I'll investigate secretly!" Dong Qifei said.

Yang Zongwen said, "That's for the best!"

"I know, I know." Dong Qifei waved his hand and strode away.



King Jing and Consort Lu paced back and forth in the backyard anxiously. Their faces were gloomy.

King Jing did not say a word. He only paced with his hands behind his back.

Consort Lu pursed her red lips. Her eyes were already red and swollen.

"Your Royal Highness, it's all my fault." Consort Lu sighed. "Young Feng is gone. I don't want to live anymore!"

"Consort!" King Jing's face darkened. "Stop causing trouble!"

"I shouldn't have let Xiao Feng go to the Ren Public House!" Consort Lu gritted her teeth.

King Jing scoffed. "Don't blame Yurong. You can't blame her for this."

"If it wasn't for Yurong who didn't take good care of Xiao Feng, this wouldn't have happened!" Princess Lu shook her head and said, "Don't try to excuse her."

She knew that she could not blame her niece for this, but she was afraid that King Jing would blame Lu Yurong.

"The Holy Church of Light wants to assassinate Young Feng," King Jing said coldly. "He won't be able to hide even if he stays in the Imperial Residence!"

"Why are they in charge of the Song Dynasty?" Princess Lu was confused. "Why are they against Xiao Feng?"

King Jing said, "Who knows? The Holy Church of Light is just a bunch of lunatics!"

He never thought that the Holy Church of Light would dare to do such a thing. After all, this was an Imperial Crown Prince. If the Emperor was enraged, he would definitely …

He sighed at the thought.

The Ji Dynasty was not as powerful as the Li Dynasty. Even if the Imperial Crown Prince was killed, the Emperor could not possibly go to the Li Dynasty to destroy the Holy Church of Light out of anger. He could only vent his anger on the disciples of the Holy Church of Light in the Ji Dynasty.

However, the disciples of the Holy Church of Light hid themselves so well that it was almost impossible to discover them!

Princess Lu said, "Do you think Yurong can save Young Feng?"

"It's too late." King Jing sighed.

He originally wanted to go to the Imperial House to beg the Emperor, but when he hesitated, Lu Yurong had already taken him away. He could only wait and see.

He believed in Lu Yurong. Since she was so sure, she might really have a way to save Young Feng.

His son was important, but once he went to the Imperial House to beg the Emperor, it would mean that he had lost the throne.

If there were no accidents, this would be his throne, and he would definitely be the Emperor.

If he were to lose the throne, he would be in charge of his own fate, but it would be in someone else's hands. He would not be able to control the lives of his own family, let alone his son!

"Mother, Father!" Leng Feng's voice was suddenly heard.

Both of them quickly turned their heads to look.

Lu Yurong had already pulled him to the backyard.

"Young Feng!" Princess Lu was overjoyed.

Leng Feng threw himself into Princess Lu's arms. Seeing that she was crying, he quickly comforted her.

King Jing took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement. He went to Lu Yurong and said, "Yurong, you've worked hard!"

Lu Yurong suppressed the feeling of weakness and smiled, "Cousin brother is finally fine!"

King Jing asked, "Who did this?"

His expression was calm as he tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart.

Lu Yurong sighed. "Chu Li."

"He …?" King Jing was shocked. "Does he have such an ability?"

Lu Yurong shook her head. "He owes too much this time. In order to save Cousin Brother, he almost lost his life!"

"I'll remember this favor!" King Jing nodded slowly.

Bringing the dead back to life was not an easy task. It was also extremely dangerous. Even the Emperor had to take a huge risk to save someone, let alone Chu Li.

Lu Yurong said, "This matter cannot be known by outsiders. He can't save anyone else, or he'll die immediately."

"Mm," King Jing said.

Lu Yurong suddenly went limp and staggered.

King Jing quickly reached out to support her. "Yurong, are you alright?"

Lu Yurong shook her head and sat by the stone table. "I ran all the way from the High Duke's Public House to here. Fortunately, Cousin Brother was saved. Otherwise, I wouldn't have the face to see you, aunt and uncle."

"That's his fate." King Jing shook his head. "In the end, his martial arts is too weak!"

His face darkened and he became even more displeased with Leng Feng.

Like father, like son. His son had great ambition but little talent. His martial arts was not weak among his peers, but he had not reached the level of a Grandmaster. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been assassinated so easily!

Consort Lu had already wiped away her tears and regained her composure.

She walked to Lu Yurong and held her hand. "Sigh … Yurong, it must have been hard on you!"

Lu Yurong smiled. "It's good that Cousin Brother is fine. Aunt, do you still dare to let Cousin Brother into my Public House?"

"Of course," Consort Lu said.

She had thought it through. If this was not Lu Yurong's Public House but somewhere else, he might not have survived.

Leng Feng said, "Cousin Sister, I want to go to the border army!"

His words surprised King Jing and Consort Lu.

"You want to go to the border army again?" Consort Lu quickly said, "I thought you didn't want to go anymore?"

"Mother, I've died once this time. I suddenly understand that death is not scary at all," Leng Feng said, "I want to become stronger. It's best to go to the border. Under the pressure of life and death, my martial arts will improve faster!"

"It's good that you have this thought," King Jing said. "But the border army is too dangerous. The Li Dynasty has been restless recently. I'm afraid they'll go south."

"That's good. You can make a name for yourself. Maybe you can be like Uncle Ping," Leng Feng said.

King Jing scoffed. "Do you think everyone is as capable as your Uncle Ping?"

"I want to go to the border army anyway!" Leng Feng said.

King Jing frowned and looked at Lu Yurong.

Lu Yurong said, "You should go to the Public House. Don't you want to compete with Chu Li?"

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