Chapter 689 Another Matter_1

"Among all the people who have come and gone from the Li Family, there was one person who entered many times, and I feel that this person might know more information."

"That person is called Song Ping, and we have already pinpointed his residence and movement patterns. He should be at his place right now."

Li Chang spoke respectfully.

Yin Tian’s brows raised, and a playful expression flashed across his face.

He touched his chin and glanced at the clock, noticing it was still early. He immediately said, "In that case, send me his location, I’ll go and take a look."

"Yes!"

Li Chang assented, and then hung up the phone.

Soon, Yin Tian’s phone beeped once, receiving a message from Li Chang.

It was a location.

Yin Tian immediately handed his phone to Number Two, "Go here."

"Understood."

Number Two agreed and immediately drove towards the location indicated on the phone.

Before long, the car stopped in front of a somewhat dilapidated courtyard.

"Master, we’ve arrived. It’s here."

Number Two spoke respectfully to Yin Tian.

Yin Tian nodded.

This place was near the edge of Central City, indicating that this family’s status within Central City wasn’t very high.

But this was in fact quite suitable for a Heretic Feng Shui Master.

Only by choosing such a place could a Heretic Feng Shui Master operate without any hindrance nor detection by others.

However, those Heretic Feng Shui Masters never dreamed that Yin Tian had already begun paying attention to their movements, even before they had taken massive action, and had even started arranging for Know-It-Alls to watch them.

"Master, be careful."

Number Two stopped Yin Tian, who was moving forward, "Please let me check the path."

Yin Tian shook his head with a chuckle, "Do you think anyone can hurt me?"

Number Two was stunned, then cracked an awkward smile, retreating back behind Yin Tian.

Even Zhao Tieshi, who was among the top three of the eighteen Sub-hall Masters, had been disabled by a punch from Yin Tian. There truly weren’t many in Central City who could injure him.

Yin Tian walked up to the door, extended his hand, and directly pushed open the door, whose red paint had almost completely peeled away.

It was a very small courtyard, extremely dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.

"It seems I haven’t found the wrong place."

Yin Tian slowly spoke.

Right at that moment, a light noise came from a distance.

One person, under the moonlight, was rapidly fleeing into the distance.

The person was highly alert; as soon as they heard the sound of the door, they immediately attempted to escape without a sound.

"Stop!"

Number Two let out a low shout and directly chased after them.

The person’s movements were indeed fast, but clearly not enough in front of Number Two.

As Number Two caught up to them, the person abruptly turned their head, showing an extremely ferocious expression.

The next second, Number Two only felt his brain blur, and suddenly everything before his eyes began to double!

Fortune!

This person actually used their own Fortune to strike Number Two, hoping to gain time to escape!

Unfortunately, there was a Yin Tian behind Number Two!

Yin Tian was also making hand seals, colliding his own Fortune with that of the person.

That person let out a scream, clutching their head and collapsing on the ground.

This was still because Yin Tian had held back since, otherwise, that person’s Fortune might have been shattered by Yin Tian!

Number Two also recovered, and he stepped on the other’s chest.

Yin Tian strode forward, crouching down, watching the person in front of him with a smile, "Song Ping?"

"Who... who are you!"

Song Ping gritted his teeth and growled out loud.

"Who I am is not important. What I want to know is, what is the goal of you Heretic Feng Shui Masters."

Yin Tian spoke slowly with a bright smile, "The actions of the Heretic Feng Shui Masters on such a large scale are surely not a small matter."

Upon hearing Yin Tian mention the Heretic Feng Shui Masters, Song Ping’s complexion immediately changed.

Then, with cruel determination in his heart, he tried to bite on a poison pill in his mouth.

But how many encounters did Yin Tian have with Heretic Feng Shui Masters?

How could he allow Song Ping to get what he wished for?

With a snap, Yin Tian had already dislocated Song Ping’s jaw.

Then, he knocked on Song Ping’s head, causing the poison pill in his mouth to involuntarily fall out.

"I hope you will cooperate with me properly."

Yin Tian’s smile slightly faded as he said indifferently, "Otherwise, I will make you experience things more terrifying than death."

Clang!

Number Two ’accidentally’ dropped his interrogation equipment.

The sight of those rusty, blood-stained tools, which were frightening to behold, made Song Ping’s heart twitch violently.

He nodded repeatedly at Yin Tian in horror.

Yin Tian smiled contentedly and reached out to reposition Song Ping’s jaw.

"Speak."

Yin Tian stood up, looking down at Song Ping.

Song Ping, suppressing the trembling in his heart, spoke with difficulty, "We... us Heretic Feng Shui Masters want to artificially create an emperor..."

Yin Tian nodded slowly.

He was aware of this matter.

Song Ping glanced at Yin Tian and continued.

"However, to accomplish this, there is another thing we must do..."