At the entrance to Anle Building, the crowd of onlookers had completely blocked the road, and more and more people were gathering, all with the intention of squeezing closer to the corpse to see who the murdered person was. These individuals were obviously not afraid of dead bodies; clearly, this wasn't their first time witnessing such a scene.

No one knew if anyone recognized the victim, but certainly no one declared the victim's identity. Probably those who knew wouldn't say anything.

The rain hadn't fully stopped; drizzle misted through the air. Under the eaves and the street lamps, the blood mixed with water was still slowly flowing into the drain, the scent of blood still pungently fresh.

The shopkeeper, who had disappeared, returned. Facing the questions of his neighbors on either side, he could only say that he didn't understand what was going on and that they had to wait for the city's surveillance personnel to deal with the situation.

Feng Chi had also returned, accompanying the shopkeeper, but at this moment, she wasn't by the shopkeeper's side. She didn't dare to be; for she had already spotted the ragged old man within the crowd.

She stood on the rooftop, beside a gaunt man in green clothing, cloaked and with his face covered.

There were also others on the rooftops along the street.

Suddenly, the people on the rooftops turned their heads to look towards one end of the street, where a group of people dressed in chestnut-colored clothes hurried to the scene. Those who were familiar with them knew these were the outfits of Wukang Mountain disciples, some of whom were stationed in the city to maintain order.

Two carriages followed behind the group of Wukang Mountain's people.

"Make way!"

Cries of dispersal rose, and the crowd blocking the way quickly parted.

A troop of Wukang Mountain disciples swiftly arrived at the entrance of Anle Building and cleared the area, forcing the scruffy old man to stand against the wall.

Some of the Wukang Mountain disciples crouched next to the corpse to see the victim's face. Some exchanged puzzled looks, some were secretly alarmed, and some quickly summoned others to control the scene.

A man appeared beside the halted carriage and quickly slipped into the vehicle.

Sitting in the carriage were Bian Weiyin, along with her capable assistant—the man who had previously mishandled the immobilization charm and then gone to report it—named Wei Bian.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Wei Bian immediately asked in a low voice, "What's the situation? Is the person still there?"

The man who boarded replied quietly, "We've been watching the surroundings closely, and for now, we haven't seen anyone slip away."

Wei Bian immediately turned to look at Bian Weiyin.

With her hair gracefully draped over her shoulders, Bian Weiyin lifted her chin. Wei Bian immediately knocked on the carriage window, and the carriage continued forward.

After a short distance, the carriage stopped next to the murder scene. Two men climbed out one after the other, and Wei Bian, getting out, lifted the carriage curtain to respectfully usher out Bian Weiyin.

Bian Weiyin stood on the carriage shaft, surveying the surroundings from her elevated position, her gaze even coldly sweeping over the people on the rooftops, her slightly drifting hair dampened by the drizzle.

What did it matter if she was a woman? With just one glance, she commanded Wukang Mountain disciples to hop onto the rooftops and drove those people down.

The taste of power was fully displayed at this moment.

Feng Chi and the gaunt man in green clothing did not come down from the rooftop; they weren't nearby, and the people of Wukang Mountain didn't chase after them indefinitely—the ones slightly farther away were left alone.

The shopkeepers along the street naturally recognized Bian Weiyin, as did many in the crowd of onlookers.

Peering out from beneath the roof tiles, through the gaps in the eaves, Shi Chun also saw her.

Wu Jinliang saw her as well, but he did not recognize her. He muttered softly, "Who is this woman? She looks so high and mighty, but quite beautiful, indeed."

Shi Chun replied softly, "Bian Weiyin."

Wu Jinliang let out an 'Oh', understanding. Before, Shi Chun had mentioned to him that this woman was quite decent, but compared to her current haughty demeanor, he thought that Shi Chun's earlier impression might have been influenced by Bian Weikang.

Both of them sighed in relief when they saw Bian Weiyin leading the Wukang Mountain forces arrive, guessing that the assassins would no longer dare to act rashly.

Moreover, since Bian Weiyin had previously accompanied Shi Chun on a walk through the streets, there was some acquaintance between them. Added to that the factor of Bian Weikang, the incident of murder in broad daylight was less likely to be falsely attributed to them.

However, neither of them made any hasty moves. Their years of life-and-death experiences in the Land of Exile made them continue to observe the situation covertly, not rushing out immediately.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Bian Weiyin hopped down from the carriage shaft,

Bian Weiyin approached the entrance to Anle Building, where the shopkeeper hurried over to greet her with a bow, "City Lord, to have caused such a commotion, how has this disturbed you as well?"

Bian Weiyin's gaze lingered on a bench by the door, wine jars, scattered leftovers, two pairs of shoes, a knife sheath, and two discarded charms, before she asked slowly, "Is the murderer still inside the inn?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly explained, "Our shop can testify that those two people were not the murderers; they were defending themselves after being attacked."

Shi Chun's judgment was correct; this place was indeed a base conveniently established by the Demon Path targeting Wukang Mountain.

In such a context, naturally, the shopkeeper was inclined to speak on behalf of Shi Chun and others, ensuring that the "murderer" label wouldn't be wrongly assigned.

Wei Bian spoke in a deep voice, "The City Lord asked if the murderer is still in the inn, why are you rambling on so much for?"

The shopkeeper hastily replied, "The person is still here. But I can vouch for the inn that those two guests were really acting in self-defense when they were attacked. They were frightened too, and other merchants can bear witness."

Wei Bian's brow furrowed, just about to scold, when Bian Weiyin raised her hand to stop him. She smiled and said, "I understand, but after all, someone was killed in the city. The city's guards cannot dismiss this without question. Taking them away for questioning is inevitable. Shopkeeper, don't worry. If it was indeed for self-preservation, and there are so many witnesses, once things are cleared up, they will be released. It won't affect your other guests. Please cooperate with us so we all can get this resolved quickly."

The gentleness, politeness, and manners made one feel at ease.

Wei Bian's lips curled with a barely noticeable trace of coldness.

Before, when the City Lord talked about arresting man and committing murder, he was somewhat worried, giving a slight reminder. The existence of Lankang City was paramount, with maintaining public order being the most important rule. Are we being too forceful like this? It wouldn't be easy to explain to those on Wukang Mountain.

However, the City Lord said, where's the force? Everyone saw the man commit murder in the street. They also admitted it themselves after being caught. 'An eye for an eye' is just and fair, what's there to explain?

Then he understood what it meant. It didn't matter whether the murderer admitted it or not; their word was what counted.

Outsiders wouldn't know the inside story. They would only know someone committed murder in the street, and then was executed by the city's guards, nothing more.

Just two pieces of scum from the Land of Exile, who would care about their life or death?

The shopkeeper was somewhat hesitant. His positioning had always been facing Feng Chi to observe. There were some things he couldn't decide on his own.

A withered man in green clothes beside Feng Chi whispered, "Do I need to make a move and save them?"

Feng Chi replied softly, "No need. You are here to guard against that old man. We must avoid exposure as much as possible. Recklessly making a move now would only backfire and raise suspicion, making it difficult to control the situation. Let them take the people away for questioning. I've already sent someone to signal Wukang Mountain. Our people will intervene in time and it won't be long before we can make Bian Weiyin release them."

With that settled, the withered man in green clothes said no more.

And Feng Chi had already given a hand signal.

The shopkeeper noticed it.

Seeing him still hesitant, Wei Bian became angry and spoke sternly, "What's wrong, has the City Lord been too polite to you? Do we need your permission to take the suspects for questioning?"

The shopkeeper waved his hands frantically, "No, of course not."

"All right," Bian Weiyin raised her hand again to quiet him, "Shopkeeper, we won't bother your other guests by going in. Just call those two out yourselves and have them come with us for a bit. We'll just clear things up."

The shopkeeper nodded and bowed repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I'll go call them out right now." He then turned back and barked at the clerk, "How long do you expect the City Lord to wait? Hurry up and go!"

"Yes, okay." The clerk hurriedly complied and ran inside.

In the drizzling rain, Bian Weiyin stood with folded arms behind her, her silhouette lit by the lantern light stood proudly; slightly tilting her head up to meet the cool raindrops without any intention to avoid the rain, a hint of amusement visible in her eyes.

A master? She was confident that even the highest master had no reason to intervene now, did they?

Seeing things were settled, Wei Bian also shifted his attention and began directing the scene. He pointed at the dead body several times, then waved his hand backward in a motion, and the disciples from Wukang Mountain immediately moved the dead body, carrying it to the carriage in the rear.

From under the roof's eaves, having witnessed the whole process, Wu Jinliang took a deep breath and began to crawl backward, "Alright, no need to act so servile anymore; let's go down and just follow them."

Shi Chun, who had been peering over, on alert because of the incident, felt that something was off but couldn't pinpoint it. His observant gaze wandered all over the visible area, and then suddenly, his eyes locked onto something and his pupils constricted.

Wei Bian's pointing and gesturing hand drew his attention, and then he saw it and focused on it, the scar on Wei Bian's thumb. It reminded him of the hand that had extended from the carriage during the ambush, which also had a similar scar while casting the immobilization charm.

Was it a coincidence?

He finally understood what was wrong. It was Bian Weiyin!

Looking back at the imposing Bian Weiyin, the City Lord herself coming to handle the matter hadn't seemed odd before, assuming it to be due to diligence. But now, this condescending presence suddenly filled him with a chilling sense.

He couldn't understand, why?

Perhaps this was just one of the reasons he felt something was amiss. Yes, there was also the reaction of the Wukang Mountain personnel to the body, which seemed abnormal!

This further confirmed his suspicion.

Hearing Wu Jinliang's voice, he suddenly reached back and grabbed the shoulder of Wu Jinliang's clothing who was crawling back.

"What's wrong?" Wu Jinliang asked, climbing back to have a look.

Shi Chun spoke in a low voice, "Going down there would be walking into a trap, it's seeking death. We must find a way to escape!"

Wu Jinliang asked, "What do you mean?"

Shi Chun replied, "We only considered who could be behind this, forgetting that this is Wukang Mountain, where many are capable of using immobilization charms. Jinliang, we're in trouble. The assassin might not be from the Qi family; it could be Bian Weiyin."

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