Seeing the City Lord's tacit approval, Wei Bian naturally lost his concerns, swung his big hand, and went up the steps, "Go, search thoroughly one more time!"

There seemed to be anger in his voice.

As the City Lord's right-hand man, consistently failing to get things done had embarrassed him, although the City Lord himself had not blamed him for anything.

The moment people rushed into the inn, he immediately took personal command, sending people here and there with a wave of his hand. Any place that looked suspicious was investigated, sometimes by him personally.

Despite the commotion downstairs in the inn, Shi Chun, lying in the gap beneath the eaves, remained very calm, his gaze fixed on Bian Weiyin below, seemingly oblivious to the approaching danger.

Bian Weiyin, who could have sought shelter from the rain, did not. With her hair disheveled, she stood in the rain, the distinguished City Lord turning herself into a drenched chicken. Her long hair clung to her wet cheeks and shoulders, and the thin purple silk dress clung to her body with every move, even outlining the shape of her chest. Although this accentuated her figure, how could that be comfortable?

Yet the City Lord seemed to take pleasure in her calmness, occasionally lifting her head and closing her eyes, savoring the feel of the cold rain—it was unclear whether this was indulgence or a desire to be unrestrained.

Shi Chun couldn't quite pinpoint the feeling exuded by this woman; he had never seen such a demeanor, which made him scrutinize and wonder.

Just then, his gaze caught several figures whooshing down from the sky. Due to the angle obstructed by the eaves, it was unclear where they had come from. They landed outside the inn, right in front of Bian Weiyin, all dressed in the attire of Wukang Mountain disciples.

Another figure, dressed in dark clothes, then gracefully descended. By the garment, one could tell he was a high-ranking member of Wukang Mountain—an elder with three tufts of black beard, who, despite looking not young, still appeared quite handsome. With fair skin and bright eyes, he exuded an extraordinary presence.

A stir went through the crowd, for those who recognized him knew who he was—one of the contemporary elders of Wukang Mountain, Xia Fuli.

Shi Chun, who had been looking intently, heard a noise behind him and turned to see Wu Jinliang poking his head through the broken ceiling as well.

With no choice—as the noise of another search below was too obvious—Wu Jinliang could not keep his composure and came up to see what was happening. He leaned in and whispered, "Brother Chun, what's happening?"

Shi Chun simply shook his head, focusing on the movement below, not bothering to reply.

"Elder Xia."

The Wukang Mountain disciples present began to greet him one after another, including Bian Weiyin.

After the greetings, Bian Weiyin expressed her surprise, "Elder, late at night, why have you graced us with your presence?"

Xia Fuli eyed Bian Weiyin, noting her disheveled appearance with a frown, then turned to look at the inn, which seemed to be targeted, "I was leading people on patrol and happened to pass by. Seeing the commotion, I came to check and found it was you. Why create such a disturbance? Look at the state you're in."

Hearing the phrase "happened to pass by," Shi Chun couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. After listening further, his eyes twinkled. He then smirked softly, whispering, "Just as I said, he wouldn't sit by idly. Turns out it's the elder, no wonder. It looks like we've flushed out a big fish; we've got quite a catch this time!"

"Eh?" Wu Jinliang looked puzzled, but then seemed to grasp the idea as well.

Below, Bian Weiyin was reporting the incident to Elder Xia.

Shi Chun didn't have time to listen closely. He patted Wu Jinliang's back, "There's no time left; I'm going to change my clothes. Wait here."

With those words, he quickly retreated and slipped back down through the ceiling.

Wu Jinliang was left somewhat confused by the brief exchange, but he knew there must be a reason for Brother Chun's urgency. He continued to lie in wait, while also keeping an eye on the activity below.

After listening to Bian Weiyin's report, Xia Fuli said, "Since it can be proven to be self-defense, let's leave it at that. Why cause such a fuss? Look at yourself."

With a smile, Bian Weiyin replied, "Elder, there are rules for everything. We should still take the person in for questioning to clear things up. We couldn't find anyone in the inn ourselves, so we had to look on our own, not intending to alarm anyone."

Invoking the rules, and with all eyes upon us, Xia Fuli couldn't say much. He turned to face the inn with no intention of leaving but rather oddly commented, "The person was in the inn and then just disappeared?"

Bian Weiyin respectfully said, "Maybe they left, or maybe they're hiding somewhere. If Wei Bian and the others still can't find anything, since the elder is here, they may have to request that you demonstrate your powers to locate us."

Those who knew understood that Elder Xia had a cultivation akin to an immortal, albeit at the initial stage of mastery, yet still far beyond the ordinary people present. If he were to employ his abilities to search, it would be very difficult for someone to remain hidden within a certain range.

Xia Fuli hummed in confirmation, which was taken as consent.

Meanwhile, Shi Chun was quick to act, re-emerging on the rooftop where he approached Wu Jinliang and asked, "How is it?"

He had changed out of the Wukang Mountain garment and back into his own clothes.

"We probably won't be able to hide much longer. Bian Weiyin is asking for Elder Xia to use his powers to find us..." Wu Jinliang relayed the situation in a low voice.

To that, Shi Chun seemed unconcerned, "No need for that; the man with the scar on his tiger's mouth can find us. It's too late now; we have to reveal ourselves. Once they find the body, not even Elder Xia can save us."

Wu Jinliang asked, "Not run through the wall?"

Shi Chun replied, "We'd resort to that only if necessary, but there's no need for that now; let's show ourselves."

Wu Jinliang raised a finger, positioning it against a roof tile above. Seeing that Shi Chun did not object, he then grinned cheekily and poked cleanly.

With a crash, several tiles fell from the eaves and smashed to the ground, fortunately where the onlookers had been cleared away.

Countless eyes quickly turned toward where the tiles had fallen.

Elder Xia, on the other hand, flung his sleeve, and with an invisible force instantly flipped a large section of the roof over the target area, causing a sharp rattle as it broke into pieces.

He had just criticized Weiying and the others for making too much noise, but when it came to himself, he didn't care about being noisy at all. Without even a greeting, he lifted someone else's roof off.

Shi Chun and Wu Jinliang looked at each other, feeling the rain on their faces; they hadn't expected to be exposed so abruptly.

There was no point in hiding anymore, so the two of them got up one after the other.

Indeed, it was those two guys. Feng Chi, who was observing from the rooftop diagonally opposite, was speechless. That was the hiding place, and yet they hadn't been found?

Even she wanted to ask what on earth the team from Wukang Mountain was doing during the search.

Hearing the commotion upstairs, Wei Bian quickly flashed onto the rooftop. With one palm strike, he shattered the ceiling, burst through the roof, jumped onto the ridge, and upon sweeping his gaze, he pinpointed the two who had stood up.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent and his hand reached for his sword, but then he paused, seeing Xia Fuli, who had risen into the air and was standing upon it.

And while Wei Bian burst forth, Shi Chun also turned his head and stared at him. When their eyes met, he saw the murderous intent in the other man's eyes and the blade that was partially unsheathed, but because of Elder Xia's appearance, the man quite reluctantly pushed the blade back into its scabbard.

This scene sent a secret chill through Shi Chun, and his eyes also revealed a hidden murderous intent.

The crowd below also flew onto the rooftop one by one. Upon seeing Shi Chun and his companion hiding there, to their surprise, Bian Weiyin quickly swept his cold gaze toward Wei Bian.

Understanding the implication, Wei Bian felt ashamed and turned to stare at the search team that had followed him out of the building.

They weren't fools, naturally understanding his meaning. The search team was at a loss for words, wanting to explain but not knowing how; they were certain they had searched this place before and really hadn't found anyone.

So the few responsible for searching the ceiling became the focus of everyone else's gaze.

Many onlookers had jumped onto the nearby rooftops to watch the excitement.

Xia Fuli, floating in the air, took a step and stood on the rooftop, staring at Shi Chun and his friend. "Is it these two?"

"Yes, it's them." After Bian Weiyin confirmed with his response, he nodded slightly to Shi Chun as a greeting, his demeanor suggesting familiarity and reassurance. "Brother Chun, I've heard about what happened. There shouldn't be a big problem. Let's just follow the usual procedure, come with us. Just explain the situation and it will be alright."

Shi Chun, covered in dirt from rolling on the ground during the killing and crawling through the dust of the ceiling, still maintained a deliberately practiced, suave smile. "Alright."

He casually threw his knife down. "Shopkeeper, keep my knife safe!"

Whoosh, the thrown knife bounced turbulently as it hit the ground.

"Shopkeeper, mine too," Wu Jinliang also called out.

But some things are simply not easily emulated; when he threw his knife, it was just causing a scene.

Bang! A loud noise as the blue stone pavement burst, scattering stones everywhere, several good slabs of stone were thus ruined.

Many eyes turned to Wu Jinliang, looking at him as if he was something else, including a scruffy old man under the eaves across the street.

Wu Jinliang was slightly embarrassed, feeling uncomfortable under everyone's gaze. Seeing Shi Chun jump down, he hurriedly followed suit.

One by one, Wukang Mountain's team also flew down from the building.

Shi Chun, looking up, noticed where Wei Bian had landed and, pretending to be casual in his movements, approached him.

Wei Bian, upon landing, gave a cold glance to the dirty yet courteous man in front of him and commanded, "Take him away!"

His eyes displayed disgust before he turned and walked away.

As the two passed each other, Shi Chun, with his hands clasped humbly in front of him, drew a cold gleam from his sleeve. It was as swift as lightning and yet so subtle, it gave off the impression of a light, effortless strike, and he pierced it steadily into Wei Bian's back.

A merciless stroke, a clean and neat thrust into the heart.

Wei Bian stood frozen, eyes wide, then his whole body trembled. Wanting to turn around, he found his vitality in disarray, doubting yet not daring to believe.

Some saw it, others did not; then one after another, they all saw it.

What just happened? Even those who had seen it were still baffled by the situation for a moment, some even thought they had seen wrong.

Quickly, they all came to their senses.

The soaking wet Bian Weiyin was stunned, a rare loss of composure.

The scruffy old man under the eaves was dumbfounded.

The astounded Feng Chi on the rooftop managed to utter, "What is he doing?"

Xia Fuli, having floated down, widened his eyes in shock, losing his composure.

Most of Wukang Mountain's team was taken aback by the sheer unexpectedness of the event.

And the onlookers were so surprised they couldn't believe their eyes.

Not to mention them, even Wu Jinliang was as if petrified on the spot, itching to ask Chun Tian if he had lost his mind or if he was courting death?

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.