Chapter 31: The Man in Green

Plop.

Youshi's eyes were vacant, her naked body lying limply, the pool of blood beneath her instantly soaking the bed.

At the same time, Kundu, who had been clutching his throat tightly beside her, also had his body convulse and his eyes widen, filled with terror and shock; other than the blood still spurting from his throat, there was no other sound.

Thus, this husband and wife both perished.

And before their bed.

The darkness suddenly twisted and rippled.

Then, Lu Yuan, dressed in a Night Suit and holding a Short Blade, appeared out of thin air.

In the pitch-black room, the bed was a bloody mess; he stared at the terrified corpse of Kundu and slowly exhaled.

After deciding to act, he had come to the General's Mansion under the cover of night, and as luck would have it, he arrived just as Kundu was returning from outside.

When Kundu was being helped into the mansion, he had activated his Invisibility Technique and followed the other party in openly, saving himself quite a bit of trouble.

Then came the lurking to wait for the right moment, followed by the single, fatal strike just now.

Because of the existence of the Invisibility Technique, the entire process was simple, easy, and smooth to the extreme; it could be called a dimensional-reduction strike.

"Kundu, oh Kundu, I underestimated you; I didn't expect you to have quite a bit of brains."

Lu Yuan's gaze was cold as he whispered to himself:

"You shot me once, I return the favor with a blade; now we are even."

While lurking outside the room, he had also heard a rough outline of the conversation between the two inside.

He had assumed that a spoiled second-generation heir like Kundu was a brainless idiot, never imagining that the other party had actually anticipated that he and his companions might move against him, even arranging for men to lie in ambush.

It was fortunate he had acted early today; otherwise, if he had really waited until the other party went to Caiyue Pavilion, he, Xu Dahu, and Xu Erhu might have fallen into an extremely passive situation.

Thinking of this.

Lu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly; he took a handful of medicinal herbs from his small pouch, stuffed them into his mouth, and digested them using the Ingestion Technique.

After recovering his vitality, he pondered for a moment, then used the Short Blade to dip into the pool of blood on the bed and carved two lines of large characters on the wall.

Having finished this, he nodded with satisfaction, wiped the blood off the blade, turned to leave, and his figure merged into the darkness and vanished before he even stepped out the door.

The night passed in a flash.

The next day.

The sun rose, the light of Heaven grew bright, and the servants in the General's Mansion had already risen early to begin their chores.

In the side courtyard, a maid prepared water for washing and went to the door where Kundu and Youshi lived, knocking cautiously:

"Young Master, Madam, the hot water is ready; would you like me to bring it in for you?"

The room was quiet, with no one answering.

The maid continued:

"Young Master, Madam, the Old Master has already risen, and it will soon be time for breakfast; if you go late, he will be displeased."

The room remained silent, with only a faint, lingering scent of blood drifting through the door crack.

"Young Master, Young Master?"

Stimulated by the smell, the maid suddenly sensed something was wrong and knocked on the door with a bit more force.

The door swung open, and a thick, nauseating stench of blood rushed out.

The maid's face turned pale with fright; she walked trembling into the room to peer into the inner chamber, and upon seeing the bloody, mangled scene on the bed, she was terrified out of her wits and let out an extremely shrill scream:

"Ah—!"

Her whole body shook like chaff as she collapsed to the floor; her scream drew another maid from the side courtyard who, after following the sound inside, was also scared out of her wits, her legs turning to jelly as she ran out of the side courtyard shouting:

"Murder, murder! The Young Master has been killed—!"

Before long, this chaotic commotion startled a vigorous and imposing old man in brocade robes in the main residence.

Upon hearing the servant's report, his expression changed drastically as he hurried to the side courtyard with his servants, and upon entering the main room, he immediately let out a cry of shock, anger, grief, and disbelief:

"My son—!"

The old man in brocade robes was, naturally, the true master of the Feng'en General Mansion, Duoyangu.

Seeing with his own eyes Kundu, whose throat had been half-severed and who had died with his eyes wide open, he felt as if struck by lightning, his body trembling violently; then, like a furious lion, he stepped forward, ignoring the blood-soaked bed to lift him up, crying out in grief:

"How could this be, how could this be..."

At the same time, several tough and powerful guards also rushed over; upon seeing this scene, their expressions also changed wildly, their hands and feet turned cold, and they were filled with disbelief.

Kundu was not an ordinary person with no strength to truss a chicken.

Although he had been pampered and idle since childhood, he had still been forced by the Feng'en General Duoyangu to practice Martial Arts, and through the infusion of a large amount of medicinal supplements, he had reached the Tendon-Changing Realm.

How could a martial artist of this level have his throat slit in his own bed without a sound!?

Moreover, it was their duty to guard the General's Mansion, and for such an incident to happen right under their noses, they could not shirk the blame!

Mengda, the leader among the several Martial Master guards, scanned the surroundings with shock and anger, and his eyes immediately landed on the two lines of large characters carved in blood on the wall:

Kundu of the Feng'en General Mansion, a bully who tramples on lives, deserves to die!

The killer—is Qingyike!

"Bastard...!"

He asked in a rush of anger:

"Who discovered this first?"

Beside him, the maid who had discovered it first was still lingering in fear, trembling as she said:

"It was me... I came to wake the Young Master and the others this morning, but after calling for a long time, no one answered. When I knocked hard on the door, it opened by itself. I smelled blood, and when I walked in, this was the scene..."

At this moment, Duoyangu, who was holding Kundu, seemed to be overcome by sudden rage and grief; his vision went black, and his body swayed as if about to fall. Mengda hurriedly stepped forward to support him and sat him in a nearby chair.

"Qingyike?"

In the extremely terrified and oppressive atmosphere, after gasping for breath for a long while, Duoyangu stared fixedly at the two lines of blood-red characters on the wall, his eyes bloodshot as he spoke with difficulty:

"Go, go and find the people from the Martial Pacification Bureau."

"No matter who this beast is, I will have him sliced into a thousand pieces and his skin peeled and stuffed with straw!"

And at this very moment.

As the perpetrator, Lu Yuan had already begun his morning practice in Boxiyuan.

The morning was spent as usual standing in stance and practicing fist techniques with Xu Dahu and Xu Erhu, and after finishing, the two of them quietly went out, not knowing what they were preparing again.

The two did not return for a long time after leaving, so Li Junxian called Lu Yuan to his courtyard and asked:

"You three have been acting mysterious lately; are you preparing to make a move?"

Facing Li Junxian, Lu Yuan had nothing to hide and answered honestly:

"Yes, Master. Second Senior Brother has investigated, and that Kundu goes to Caiyue Pavilion every few days without fail; my two senior brothers and I are planning to make our move there."

"Caiyue Pavilion is indeed a good choice."

Li Junxian nodded:

"You must be cautious on this trip, especially you; although your physical constitution is already comparable to the Tendon Changing realm, your combat experience is far from sufficient, so it is better to let them handle the fighting."

Lu Yuan could not help but smile:

"Rest assured, Master, my two senior brothers said the same thing, so they arranged for me to provide support from the outside and not take direct action."

"That is very good."

Li Junxian nodded:

"It has been some time since I checked your lessons; perform the entire Dragon Tiger Vajra Fist for me to see."

(End of chapter)