Chapter 179: Killing Without Seeing Blood

"Who? Who is speaking?"

Jun Jun Zhidie startled with a jolt, twisting her head to look around in all directions; surrounding her were only the crackling sounds of the raging fire and the wind.

Damn it, Jun Jun Zhidie shivered, her heart pounding wildly along with it, as she dragged Li Shi out in a stumbling run.

Just as everyone was in a panic, a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky; this rain came at the right time, and the fire gradually died out.

Jun Chengcai, slowly regaining consciousness, and two shadow guards rushed into the house, which now remained only as an empty frame, and began searching everywhere again.

The rain continued to fall; the Old Lady sat leaning against her wheelchair while a servant removed his clothing to shield her from the rain.

The Old Lady was already sobbing uncontrollably, her voice choked with despair:

"Girl, my good granddaughter, where are you?"

Her eyes were filled with worry and despair; in her heart, she silently prayed, hoping that Seeing Jun Jun Zijin had truly been rescued by a high expert.

Xiang Xiang Junzheng's heart felt as if twisted by a knife; his Retainers had been dispatched to search everywhere, but each one returned with a face full of disappointment.

Fearing the Old Lady could not bear the blow, he pleaded life and death to persuade her back into the room to rest.

"Mother, you must take care of your health! The sky is still raining; if anything else happens to you, how can your son go on living?"

Xiang Xiang Junzheng knelt before the Old Lady, tears sliding down onto his rough palms.

Yet although everyone had turned the Jun residence upside down, they still found nothing.

Xiang Xiang Junzheng finally could not restrain his inner collapse; he plopped down into the mud and water—since even the Crown Prince's shadow guards could not find the person, where could she have gone? Could his daughter truly have been burned to nothing?

Flying Eagle and Flying Swallow glanced at the soul-lost Xiang Xiang Junzheng; not giving up, they decided to search outside the residence, while Melon Seed and Peanut also wanted to follow.

Flying Eagle spoke in a deep voice:

"Peanut, go attend to the Old Lady; tonight her heart was struck by urgent fire and she was drenched in rain—if anything else happens to her, I fear we will all die. Melon Seed, keep watch over that side of the Jun residence; I always feel this matter cannot be separated from the neighbors."

This matter could not have been done by the Wen family; that Master Wen and Wen Jia were themselves unable to care for their own situations, and besides, the Wen family's hands could not reach into the Jun residence.

After giving these instructions, Flying Eagle flashed away with Flying Swallow, vanishing from the spot.

Flying Eagle and Flying Swallow were like two bolts of black lightning, weaving through the streets and alleys of Jingcheng.

They did not let go of any suspicious corner; every dark alley and every abandoned house was carefully searched by them.

The rain had long stopped, yet there was still no trace of Seeing Jun Jun Zijin.

Two hours passed, and Flying Eagle and Flying Swallow returned empty-handed.

Meanwhile, on the side of the Jun residence under Melon Seed's surveillance, there was movement.

Jun Jun Zhihao sat in Jun Jun Zhidie's room; the candlelight flickered, shining on their faces, while the smiles on both their faces were proud, sinister, and ferocious.

Jun Jun Zhidie opened her mouth and said:

"Brother, who would have thought that the medicine you made, combined with our mother's aphrodisiac to create the medicated wax, would be so effective; that bitch Seeing Jun Jun Zijin was drugged and trapped in the fire with no wings to escape, alive with no person seen and dead with no corpse found—she must have been burned to ash."

Because Jun Jun Zhidie had a gap where her front teeth were missing, she deliberately squeezed her voice into a sharp, thin tone carrying a hint of gleeful malice; under the candlelight, her eyes flashed with venomous light, and her face wore a ferocious smile of a conspiracy successfully carried out.

Jun Jun Zhihao snorted disdainfully:

"Rest assured; do you think anyone can obtain Prince Yi's medicine? She cannot escape; that witch is a formidable character, with highly skilled shadow guards at her side—how could we not use fierce medicine? Even if the medicine did not kill her, a single fire would burn her to death."

A glint of sharp light flashed in Jun Jun Zhihao's eyes, greed and desire interwoven within that brightness.

He had not expected his mother to possess such a good thing; that day when Li Shi handed the item to him, he curiously took a light sniff, and the beastly nature in the depths of his heart was instantly ignited, his heart itching unbearably as if countless ants were crawling over it.

That day, he had ravaged several little maids in the room before barely relieving that unbearable hunger and thirst.

That witch Seeing Jun Jun Zijin was drugged by that medicine—ah, what a pity; if that witch were not too evil and strange, how could he bear to merely burn her with a single fire?

Melon Seed, hiding in the large tree outside the house, heard these words; fiery rage burned in her eyes as her fingers tightly gripped the short blade at her waist.

Just as Melon Seed prepared to leap down and kill that vicious pair of siblings, a powerful hand grabbed her.

Flying Eagle had returned at some unknown time; his expression was solemn, his forehead covered in beads of sweat, and his chest heaving violently.

He lowered his voice to speak, that sound seeming squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying threads of chill.

"Do not act impulsively; sometimes, killing people does not require seeing blood."

Indeed, this scoundrel Flying Eagle, having stayed by Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's side for so long, had become increasingly cunning in his actions, always able to devise unexpected sinister tricks.

As soon as the words fell, Flying Eagle flashed away, arriving silently and ghost-like in Li Shi's room.

Since that medicine was given by Li Shi to Jun Jun Zhihao, it must be the medicine Li Shi used on herself and Xiang Junyuan; there must still be quite a bit hidden in her room.

With Seeing Jun Jun Zijin's mishap, Li Shi's tightly strained nerves relaxed, and she slept exceptionally soundly tonight.

Moonlight streamed through the window, sprinkling Li Shi's room; she lay on the bed in deep sleep, her snores echoing within the house.

Flying Eagle crept lightly to the bedside, and she noticed nothing.

Sure enough, Flying Eagle found a small wooden box at Li Shi's bedside; inside were neatly arranged quite a few small paper packets—he opened one and took a light sniff, immediately stirring up a wave of dry heat, and he nearly failed to hold back a sneeze.

Damn it, Flying Eagle cursed silently in his heart; this was definitely the stuff. Holding the medicine, he slipped toward the roof of Jun Jun Zhidie's room.

Through the gaps between the tiles, he watched the two inside still conversing proudly.

A wicked smile curled at Flying Eagle's mouth, full of the joy of revenge:

"You two bastards like administering medicine, don't you? This old father will give you both a little too."

Flying Eagle stuck a pinch of powder to his finger, flicked it downward through the hole, and sent it straight onto the burning candle behind Jun Jun Zhihao.

He thought for a moment, a trace of ruthlessness flashing in his mind, then flicked another pinch—damn egg, let you two enjoy yourselves to the fullest.

The instant the powder met the fire, it turned into a colorless, odorless gas, quietly slipping into the nostrils of Jun Jun Zhihao and Jun Jun Zhidie.

In just an instant, a surging, uncontrollable dry heat rose in both their bodies; their eyes instantly became blurred, and reason was completely swallowed by desire.

Jun Jun Zhihao was originally no good person, and Jun Jun Zhidie was also experienced in such matters; the two actually began tearing at the clothes on their bodies.

Soon, Jun Jun Zhidie's dudou was torn out; Jun Jun Zhihao, like a hungry wolf seeing meat, excitedly pounced forward, and the two, heedless of everything, engaged in that illicit act.

"The good show begins."

Flying Eagle hid on the roof, the wicked smile on his mouth growing even more pronounced.

The sounds of the two carrying out their deeds were too loud, appearing especially clear in the silent night.

Soon, a maid who had been driven out of the room for overhearing the two's secret plot heard movement inside, felt curious, and quietly approached the window to peek inside.

The moment she saw the scene on the bed, she let out a startled cry of "Ah!"

That scream not only woke the servants in the mansion but was also overheard by Xiang Xiang Junzheng, who was up for the night.