Songyi City, the Xing Family.
It was already late at night, but the Xing Mansion was still brightly lit.
Xing Zhiyuan paced back and forth in the hall, while Xing Jing'an was practicing his fist skills on the side.
"Strange, it's been over half an hour, why hasn't Yue Jiang come back yet."
"He's just a kid in the Bone Forging Realm, with Yue Jiang's skills, he should be able to handle it easily without much trouble."
"Could it be that he's been discovered?"
Xing Zhiyuan felt a bit restless.
His son had been dead for over a month, and the Clan Leader said he would investigate the matter, but there was still no result yet.
Xing Zhiyuan initially wanted to capture Lin Zheyu during that raid on White Stone Mountain to see if any clues could be extracted.
Who would have thought those bandits were such a bunch of failures, so well-prepared yet unable to take White Stone Mountain.
"Dad, why don't I go have a look!"
Xing Jing'an saw his father pacing and stopped practicing, speaking up.
"No, this time we father and son will go together." Xing Zhiyuan said after some contemplation.
...
"Woof woof woof..."
In the yard, the sound of barking was heard.
The man in black struggled, wanting to get up and choke the dog to death, but he couldn't move.
He felt paralyzed all over, his eyes dazed.
Under normal circumstances, with his skills, he could easily kill the dog before it was alerted.
But he didn't expect to get poisoned just flipping into the yard.
"Is this guy sick, setting up all this stuff at home!"
The man in black thought, his consciousness gradually dimming, starting to snore.
The dog barked a few times, and after inhaling the anesthetic, its voice weakened and it too fell asleep.
"Is someone there?!"
In the kitchen, Lin Zheyu suddenly opened his eyes.
He emerged from the firewood pile and saw the situation in the yard through a crack in the door.
Lying in the yard was a man in black, snoring softly.
Squeak—
He opened the door and went around the yard, gathering up the thin strings he had laid out.
These were measures he had devised after studying the Poison Canon.
If someone sneaked over the wall and accidentally broke the string, the pre-set anesthetic powder would be released.
This anesthetic had a very mild scent, mixed in with the floral fragrance in the yard, making it hard to detect.
Only those experienced and versed in the Poison Tao could spot it in advance.
"Xiaohuang, you've done well again, I'll give you a treat tomorrow."
Lin Zheyu squatted in front of the big yellow dog, rubbing its head.
The dog had been with him for a few months now, growing from a little pup to a big yellow dog. During the month he went to White Stone Mountain, Xiaohuang was kept at Mr. Wo's house.
He walked into the yard and pulled down the black cloth from the man's face, revealing an unfamiliar face.
"Who is this guy, and what is he doing in my house?"
"Could he be a thief?"
Lin Zheyu looked at the strange man, feeling a bit puzzled.
He fetched a rope from inside, tied the man up securely, then doused him with a basin of water to wake him.
Slap slap slap—
Seeing that he wasn't waking up, Lin Zheyu gave him a few hard slaps.
His face swollen from the blows, the man finally groaned awake.
"Mm..."
The man groaned, feeling a burning sensation on his face.
He opened his dazed eyes, his mind still foggy.
Though forcibly woken from unconsciousness, the drug was still affecting him, leaving his spirit somewhat unfocused.
"Who sent you?" Lin Zheyu asked.
"It was Mr. Xing..."
"What did he send you here for?"
"He...he sent me to capture Lin Zheyu, to interrogate...he might know some clues about Mr. Xing's death."
The man in black, in his haze, confessed what he knew.
"Mr. Xing, Mr. Xing's son?"
"Was this guy sent by Xing Jing'an's father?" Lin Zheyu frowned slightly.
So much time had passed, and the Xing Family had been quiet; he had almost forgotten about it.
Crack—
With a crack, the man in black's neck was broken, and in his daze, he went to meet King Yama.
Dragging the body into the storage room for now, Lin Zheyu cleaned up all traces in the yard, then swiftly moved, climbing up to the beam.
Since it was Xing Jinglong's father who sent people, they were surely waiting for a report back now.
Waiting indefinitely without news, they might send more people over.
Utilizing the Turtle Breath Skill to its fullest, Lin Zheyu's presence diminished to nearly undetectable levels, hidden under the cover of darkness.
As time slowly passed, Lin Zheyu waited in silence.
More than half an hour later, two shadows swiftly leaped into the yard.
"So they came after all!"
Lin Zheyu let out a cold laugh, moving his fingers to discreetly release the anesthetic powder that the wind would disperse across the courtyard.
After entering the yard, Xing Jing'an and Xing Zhiyuan couldn't find any sign of Yue Jiang.
They exchanged a glance, with confusion and caution in their eyes.
Before coming in, they had already checked everywhere; there was no ambush, and everything was silent.
Inside the yard, there were no signs of any struggle either.
"Could it be that something happened to Yue Jiang on the way and he didn't come?" Xing Zhiyuan's heart sank.
Xing Jing'an whispered, "Let's go back and talk, something feels odd."
Xing Zhiyuan nodded, just about to move, when he felt his body become weak.
"Something's wrong!"
Xing Zhiyuan was startled, then felt a great force at the back of his neck and lost consciousness.
Thud thud!
A dull thud sounded as two shadows fell to the ground.
Lin Zheyu crouched down, pulled down the black cloths from their faces, revealing one middle-aged man and one young man, both unfamiliar, though their features were somewhat recognizable.
"These two, could they be Xing Jinglong's father and brother?" Lin Zheyu speculated to himself.
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