"Commander Wu, I never expected that Han Lu would turn out to be a member of the Blood Sect. It seems their influence in the Northwestern Prefecture is greater than we imagined. This is a failure of your Inspectorate!" the young man in brocade robes said sternly to the man beside him, also wearing a brocade robe.
As he spoke, he swiftly opened a purple fan in his hand and waved it a few times.
"Young Lord, you're right. After this, I will conduct a thorough investigation and ensure that all Blood Sect disciples hiding within the constabulary are eliminated," the middle-aged man beside him replied coldly, a strong killing intent emanating from his body.
Behind them stood a trembling man - Lu Hao from the Fu City constabulary. Listening to their conversation, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his already pale face turning even more bloodless.
Overhearing their discussion, he drew in a sharp breath. It seemed a bloody storm was about to sweep through the constabularies of the ten cities in the Northwest.
The two men talking before him were none other than the Young Lord of the Weeping Blood Marquis family of the Northwestern Prefecture, Dong Fang Ming, and the Deputy Commander of the Northwestern Inspectorate, Su Wu - Su Hao's third uncle.
"It should be time for us to make our appearance. I want to see who from the Blood Sect has designs on my sister," Young Lord Dong Fang Ming said, closing his fan as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He then turned and headed downstairs.
Meanwhile, on the roof of a small pavilion next to Mingyue Tower, Su Hao was brought up by two ninjas. A ninja who had been lurking there earlier immediately reported the information he had observed to Su Hao.
"What? Han Lu and his group went to such lengths just for a little girl? Is this girl's identity special?" Su Hao asked, his eyes turning towards the boudoir of Miss Thirteen.
"This Han Lu doesn't know how to cherish beauty at all. Such a pretty girl, and you're grabbing her by the throat!" Su Hao remarked, noticing Han Lu's displeased expression.
"Master, a powerful expert has appeared. We should be careful. Their aura is profound, and they might discover us. If that happens, it'll be difficult for us to leave," one of the ninjas suddenly whispered.
"An expert!" Upon hearing this, Su Hao immediately fell silent, his gaze fixed intently in the direction of the supposed expert.
His eyes suddenly focused. "Third Uncle!"
Su Hao inwardly exclaimed. The person who appeared was actually his third uncle from the Inspectorate.
"Third Uncle is a commander-level figure in the Northwestern Inspectorate. Why would he appear here? Could it be that the little girl's identity is special?" Su Hao's gaze shifted to the young man in purple brocade walking beside his third uncle.
"Young Lord Dong Fang Ming is here too. It seems the situation is a bit complicated," Su Hao frowned, feeling that things were getting intricate.
Currently, he only had one unfinished task in his mission list regarding the cause of Wang Tong's death. Without knowing the reason behind these events, he couldn't complete this task.
"Should I give up?" Su Hao thought, but felt reluctant.
"Master, I can sneak into the room to investigate the situation. Perhaps I can overhear something useful?" one of the ninjas suggested to Su Hao.
"Be careful," Su Hao nodded, cautioning him.
After receiving the order, the ninja's form gradually melded into the pavilion, disappearing from Su Hao's sight.
"The ninja's techniques are truly impressive," Su Hao praised, then lay down on the roof. Due to his limited strength, Su Hao didn't dare to show himself.
He was well aware of his third uncle's power, which had already reached the late stages of the Earth Realm. As for the Young Lord, Su Hao had heard that he had broken through to the Earth Realm last year. Moreover, given Young Lord Dong Fang Ming's status, he was sure to have powerful experts protecting him.
Therefore, staying low and obtaining information about Wang Tong's death to complete the mission was the best course of action. They didn't have the ability to confront them directly.
Then he looked at the 3 Bronze Draw Cards in his inventory.
"Should I draw now?" Su Hao's hand started to itch, and his earlier intention of saving them quickly vanished.
[Using Bronze Draw Card, starting 3 consecutive draws.]
[Obtained one ordinary detoxification pill, stored in inventory]
[Obtained a 1000 tael silver note, stored in inventory]
[Obtained a 1000 tael silver note, stored in inventory]
"2000 taels of silver and one ordinary detoxification pill? This is such a loss!" Su Hao couldn't help but look at his inventory.
In the inventory were 2 silver notes and a pill emitting a white glow.
"Being a system product, it should be extraordinary, right?" Su Hao felt nervous. If it really was just an ordinary detoxification pill, it would be a huge loss.
He immediately checked the information on this ordinary detoxification pill.
[Ordinary Detoxification Pill]: A common detoxification pill crafted by an apprentice of the Medicine Clan from the distant Myriad Spirit Realm.
"Myriad Spirit Realm, Medicine Clan, this pill should be quite good," Su Hao sighed in relief after reading the pill's information. Although he didn't know what the Myriad Spirit Realm's Medicine Clan was, the term "Myriad Spirit" sounded impressive. Combined with "Medicine Clan," he could be sure this pill was not ordinary.
Inside the pavilion, Han Lu's large hand was gripping Miss Thirteen's fair neck.
"Miss Thirteen, don't throw away your life for an outsider. Tell me where that little girl is, and I might spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for getting rough. My patience is wearing thin!" Han Lu said, his fingers starting to apply pressure.
Miss Thirteen, held by her neck, immediately felt difficulty breathing. Her delicate hands tried to pry Han Lu's hand away, but to no avail.
Meanwhile, the Blood Sect's Old Demon Li was searching the room meticulously.
Suddenly, he seemed to discover something and slowly walked towards the wardrobe where Lan'er had been hiding earlier.
"Come out. I've already found you," Old Demon Li's voice sounded sinister.
Creak—
Lan'er, hiding in the wardrobe, trembled with fear upon hearing Old Demon Li's cold voice.
She accidentally touched the wardrobe door, causing it to make a creaking sound.
Crack!
Old Demon Li extended his hand, shattering the wardrobe door with one claw, revealing Lan'er hiding inside.
"Han Lu, we've found the person. We can leave now!" Old Demon Li's face lit up with joy.
As long as they brought the little girl back to the branch, they would receive credit. They didn't need to know who the little girl was.
A withered hand slowly reached for Lan'er hiding in the wardrobe.
"Move your hand another inch, and your head will roll," a warning voice suddenly sounded in his ear just as he was about to grab her.
Old Demon Li's face froze, his outstretched hand stopping mid-air. His eyes turned towards the source of the voice, instantly focusing.
At this moment, Dong Fang Ming and Su Wu had entered the boudoir and were coldly staring at Old Demon Li.
"Young Lord Dong Fang Ming, Deputy Commander Su Wu of the Inspectorate." When Old Demon Li saw who had arrived, his face turned ashen. He never expected the newcomers to be the Young Lord of the Northwestern Prefecture and Su Wu from the Inspectorate.
Lan'er, hiding in the wardrobe, saw Dong Fang Ming and exclaimed with joy, "Brother, come save me!"
"What?" Upon hearing the little girl's cry, Old Demon Li's face turned even paler, while Han Lu, who was grabbing Miss Thirteen's neck, was so shocked that he loosened his grip.
Miss Thirteen fell to the ground, gasping for air.
Their mission was to bring back a little girl from Wang Tong's side. But they weren't told that this little girl was the Young Miss of the Northwestern Marquis Manor.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the disbelief in each other's eyes.
"I want to know why your Blood Sect is targeting my little sister. Tell me the reason, and I might let you leave," Young Lord Dong Fang Ming slowly walked into the room, picked up Lan'er hiding in the wardrobe, then fixed a piercing gaze on the two men.
He wanted to know the Blood Sect's motives.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
What everyone failed to notice was that Miss Thirteen, who had fallen to the ground and was breathing heavily, suddenly had her clear eyes turn cloudy, then emit a green light.