Chapter 62

“Master...”

Just then, the old steward walked up to him and said anxiously: “The Ghost has made a new move; they have released new information...”

“What?”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Mingqu’s expression turned cold, and he gritted his teeth: “What is this Ghost up to now? What new information have they released?”

Seeing Zhao Mingqu’s gloomy and icy expression, the steward did not dare to waste words or hesitate.

He immediately handed a new flyer to Zhao Mingqu.

And began to recount the content of the flyer to him.

“Master, the Ghost has released news that the person with the severed palm is a Grandmaster-level expert...”

“Only a Grandmaster-level person with a severed palm is a suspect...”

“Ordinary people, even if they have a severed palm, can be quickly ruled out as suspects.”

“Therefore, the method of countless people in Xianyang City severing their palms to disrupt the investigation has suddenly become ineffective...”

As the old steward said this, his eyes were filled with worry.

“Damn it!”

Upon hearing this and looking at the content on the flyer in his hand, Zhao Mingqu’s eyes boiled with killing intent: “This Ghost is truly an annoyance; sooner or later, I will kill him!”

Originally,

having collaborators,

stirring up trouble, and disrupting the line of sight had been a good method.

But he had not expected the Ghost to be so simple and crude, directly breaking their method of disrupting the situation.

Instantly locking onto the key point of the Grandmaster realm.

In this way, the suspicion of the vast majority of people would be immediately ruled out.

Then,

everyone investigating this matter,

would focus their investigation on the various Grandmaster-level experts within Xianyang City.

“Master, the people of the Hundred Schools of Thought are now all acting as if they are facing a great enemy...”

The old steward said again: “The Confucianists, the Daoists, the Yin-Yang School...”

“These people from the Hundred Schools of Thought have all come forward to distance themselves and prove that their Grandmaster-level experts do not have severed hands...”

Hearing these words, a cold sneer flashed deep in Zhao Mingqu’s eyes.

“Hmph, these people are moving quite fast...”

Light flickered in Zhao Mingqu’s eyes, and he sneered repeatedly in his heart at the behavior of the Hundred Schools of Thought.

Distancing themselves?!

They certainly moved fast!

But if something really happened, did they think they could truly distance themselves?!

Don’t even think about it!!!

If he, Zhao Mingqu, ran into any trouble, none of these people who wanted to distance themselves would be able to get away unscathed!

“Master, what should we do now?”

As the old steward said this, his gaze could not help but glance in Feng Chen’s direction: “Should we avoid the limelight? Send him away secretly?”

Feng Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent, though sharp, icy light flickered rapidly in his eyes.

It was unknown what he was thinking.

And Zhao Mingqu, after hearing the steward’s words, fell into deep thought.

A moment later, Zhao Mingqu shook his head slightly, looked at Feng Chen, and then spoke.

“This move is inappropriate.”

Zhao Mingqu sneered: “If I send Feng Chen away at this time, it will only attract attention.”

“After all, Feng Chen has been by my side for many years; if he suddenly disappears, it will easily attract the attention of some people...”

“Therefore, the best method for now is to maintain the status quo.”

“Immovable as a mountain...”

“Feng Chen just needs to use his sleeves to cover his injured hand while he is by my side.”

“With my status, even if some people have suspicions, they would not have the guts to investigate me casually.”

Zhao Mingqu’s voice was low and powerful, and as it fell into the ears of Feng Chen and the old steward, they could not help but nod slightly.

“The most dangerous place is often the safest place.”

Feng Chen pondered for a moment and then suddenly said: “Master’s move is very wise and brilliant.”

“Alright, since it is decided, everyone must keep a steady mindset and not show any abnormal changes...”

Listening to his subordinate’s flattery, Zhao Mingqu revealed a faint smile and said indifferently: “Just do what you usually do; eat and drink as normal, don’t think too much...”

“Understood!”

Feng Chen and the old steward responded heavily, knowing what to do.

And at this moment, the experts of the Hundred Schools of Thought, who had been thrown into chaos by the news released by the Ghost again,

were coming forward one after another, using various methods to prove themselves.

Although these Hundred Schools of Thought had different intentions and were each harboring their own ulterior motives.

But at this time,

everyone understood,

that Ying Zheng was in a state of towering rage; whoever was targeted by Ying Zheng at this time would definitely not have a good ending.

After all, the tallest tree catches the wind.

In the secret grounds of the Yin-Yang School.

The leader of the Yin-Yang School, Donghuang Taiyi, was standing in a pavilion.

Before him, a disciple stood with his head bowed respectfully.

And in Donghuang Taiyi’s hand, he was holding a new flyer.

The content on the flyer was indeed the new information released by the Ghost.

The new information released by the Ghost directly locked onto an obvious characteristic of the murderer.

Grandmaster realm!!!

With such an obvious characteristic, the scope of the investigation would shrink rapidly.

Previously,

the effect of severing the hands of countless commoners to cause chaos and disrupt the direction of the investigation would be greatly diminished.

“Heh...”

A playful, cold sneer flashed in the eyes beneath Donghuang Taiyi’s mask: “A bit interesting, but...”

“What can this do?”

“Do you really think that things can be investigated clearly as you wish?”

“Ghost, remnants of Annan...”

“You are too naive!”

Donghuang Taiyi grabbed with his hand, and the flyer quickly turned into a pile of ashes in his hand.

With a casual flick, the ashes in his hand scattered.

The eyes beneath Donghuang Taiyi’s mask flickered with cold light, staring at the scattering ashes, and he sneered repeatedly in his heart.

Regarding the current situation, Donghuang Taiyi maintained a calm and composed attitude, not panicking in the slightest.

“Pass down the order.”

Donghuang Taiyi’s gaze fell on the Yin-Yang School disciple standing respectfully before him, his voice hoarse and cold: “Have the Grandmaster-level experts of the Yin-Yang School in Xianyang City appear in public immediately...”

“Understood!”

Upon hearing Donghuang Taiyi’s order, the disciple did not dare to hesitate and immediately turned to carry it out.

Watching the disciple’s departing back, Donghuang Taiyi’s eyes were deep; he narrowed them slightly and murmured softly: “Ghost...”

“Who gave you the courage and the confidence to dare to uncover the darkness of five years ago?”

“Do you know...”

“what a terrifying force you are about to face?”

A breeze blew by, scattering Donghuang Taiyi’s cold and hoarse voice into the wind.