Chapter 395

Xue Shangshuang was suppressed, his eyes wide, unable to utter a word. Tie Qiuyi finally came to his senses and, trembling, was about to cry out.

"Li... Li..."

"Shh."

Li Miao turned his head and smiled at him.

"Ugh!"

Tie Qiuyi suddenly raised his hand and tightly covered his own mouth.

"Behave... Oh, I remember now, the night before I went to the Taishan Sect last year, you two seemed to be drinking at Yan Xiaosheng's banquet, right?"

Tie Qiuyi covered his mouth and nodded vigorously, a wail in his heart.

Oh, Heavens!

If you really want me to die, just split me open and give me a punch from the middle, can't you let me die quickly? How did I run into this demon again! I was lucky enough not to die last time, can I still be spared this time!

But he heard Li Miao ask with a smile.

"I quite like listening to the stories you two were just telling, are there any others? Hearsay or vague ones are fine too."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, but they didn't dare to ask more, only nodding vigorously and spitting out everything they could remember in one breath.

After they finished speaking, the two of them were stunned again.

Was there this much?

Those strange things, the ones they had heard of, encountered, or felt from afar, plus the two they had mentioned before, added up to seven or eight!

The two of them were just guards, and the kind with little seniority at that; there were many places in the Yan residence they couldn't reach, and they had already seen so many... This strange situation was likely already rampant in the Yan residence!

"G-G-G-G-G..."

Tie Qiuyi opened his mouth, but started stuttering, and Xue Shangshuang took over the conversation: "My lord, what are your orders? We will go through fire and water, overcome obstacles, and give our all—"

"Enough, if you haven't studied, don't try to use fancy words."

Li Miao waved his hand.

"Where is Yan Song now?"

The two of them pointed in unison.

When they turned back to look at Li Miao, he had already disappeared.

The two of them looked at each other, sat down on the ground with a thud, first gasping for air and shedding tears, then patting their chests and shaking their shoulders, and finally gritting their teeth to stand up, running out of the Yan residence as if their lives depended on it, swearing that even if their own fathers died in Shuntian, they would never come to collect the bodies!

Let us speak of Li Miao's side.

When Zhu Zai came to find him during the day, the two had already determined—Yan Song must die.

If the other party was luring the tiger away from the mountain, the Emperor was in the palace, and Li Miao could rush back if there was any movement; if it was inviting the guest into the urn... if Li Miao wanted to leave, no one in the world could stop him!

Since you dare to take the current Grand Secretary as bait, what does it matter if I swallow it in one bite!

Flying over the eaves, Li Miao drifted toward the direction Tie Qiuyi and Xue Shangshuang had pointed, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings on the way, his eyebrows twitching.

"As expected."

Just as he had a clear grasp of true energy and force after cultivating the Three Paths, after cultivating Xuanlan, he could also see who had abnormalities in their "nature" from afar.

And with this casual glance, he saw four or five people with abnormal "nature," and the closer he got to Yan Song's residence, the more people there were.

"It seems that this Grand Secretary is the key link between the civil officials, the Eastern Depot, and Yingzhou."

Li Miao passed by a corridor, raised his hand to grab through the air, and a maid dozing at the door was snatched over and held in his hand. The maid was just about to scream when she was suppressed by Li Miao's true energy.

True energy drilled into her meridians, and he checked slightly.

Raising his hand to throw the fainted maid onto the roof, Li Miao's figure suddenly paused—and then a loud bang!

With incomparable ferocity and momentum, Li Miao smashed directly into the room where Yan Song was! He punched into the ground!

The ground shook, and the building collapsed with a bang!

Countless luxurious and expensive furniture and items were smashed into powder, flying in all directions.

In this instant, Li Miao's gaze shifted to his side.

A zhang away, those flying fragments suddenly lost their speed, stopping abruptly in mid-air, forming a flat surface a zhang wide.

And behind this plane, Yan Song stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Li Miao.

And in front of him stood an old man.

An old man who was decrepit, with sparse hair, even his teeth had fallen out, and his cheeks were sunken into his mouth. He wore a simple and worn robe, revealing his gaunt ribs. He was staring with a pair of dim yellow eyes, looking toward Li Miao. Without a doubt, the means he used to block the flying fragments was exactly the same protective true energy as Zheng Anqi's. And compared to Zheng Anqi's tangible dharma robe, his intangible and formless protective true energy, which even Li Miao couldn't detect before it touched something, was clearly much more profound.

And also, this decrepit appearance of his was not caused by the Five Decays of Heaven and Man... but because his lifespan was truly nearing its end, and he was on the verge of death.

Wu Gong above Zheng Anqi, and a lifespan about to be exhausted.

Only one person fit both of these.

The Master of Yingzhou.

"Zheng Anqi Sheng?"

Li Miao stood up and clenched his fists.

"Hmm."

The old man responded.

Li Miao laughed out loud.

"I thought you had prepared some big scene, but it turns out you just lured me over to decide life and death? Why go to such trouble, just blocking me on the road back to the capital would have been more satisfying, wouldn't it?"

The old man slowly spat out one word.

"No."

And then there was no follow-up, as if he were truly like a candle in the wind, with no energy to say a few more words.

Seeing him like this, Li Miao was in no mood to talk to him anymore, shifting his gaze to Yan Song, and said.

"Grand Secretary Yan, you deliberately revealed the news to the Commander during the day to lure me over, right? Now that I'm here, don't you have anything you want to say?"

Yan Song rolled his sleeves and frowned at Li Miao.

"You are Li Miao?"

"So, the Emperor's abnormality since last year, that old bastard Zhu Zai's sudden rise, and the eunuchs in the palace suddenly losing power, are all because of you?"

"So, what Liu Jin and Mr. Zheng told me is all true. The turmoil in this Great Ming and the world for the past year is all because of you?"

In his words and gaze, there was thick disdain.

"A martial artist of the Supplementary Grade Four?"

As Yan Song spoke, Li Miao's footsteps moved slightly, and the Zheng Anqi Sheng opposite him seemed to know in advance, his footsteps moving at the same time, as if the two were puppets pulled by a single thread.

Li Miao showed no abnormality on his face, only smiling at Yan Song.

"So, Grand Secretary Yan lured me over today just to confirm whether this martial artist who caused turmoil in the world really exists."

"Oh, I understand."

"It seems that neither Liu Jin nor Yingzhou has fully gained your trust, so there were only some small fry documents in Nanjing... Now that you've seen me, how is it?"

Li Miao spread his arms and said with a smile.

"Do you want to try tonight if you can kill me, this scourge?"

Neither Zheng Anqi Sheng nor Yan Song spoke.

But from outside the building, a sound came, neat as if it had been rehearsed for a long time, a mixture of men, women, old, and young.

"Not today."

Li Miao followed the sound and looked.

Outside the building, seven or eight figures walked toward this side. Looking at their attire, there were kitchen maids, guards, servants, and maids, but their faces were all equally cold.

"Liu Jin."

Li Miao raised his hand and pushed out a palm, killing these people.

"Dead people shouldn't keep popping out."

(End of chapter)