Chapter 214: Who Is That Figure?

The madam stumbled and tumbled down the stairs.

Ignoring the pain in her body, she scrambled up and limped toward the door.

How could she be so unlucky! What kind of thing had she picked up!

Damn it! She definitely couldn't stay in Jingcheng anymore; if she didn't run now, she feared she would lose her life.

Upon hearing the madam's howl, everyone in Yihong Academy fell into chaos, screaming and running in a panic, terrified of being implicated if they were too slow. Jun Zijin and the others slipped out amidst the confusion.

Hearing the madam's cry, Quan Qiming looked back, his inner rage burning even more fiercely.

He glanced at Jun Zhidie’s wide-eyed, dead expression and tossed the corpse aside.

He turned to search the room for flammable items, tore down the curtains, and knocked over the candles; the flames instantly ignited the curtains, and the fire spread rapidly.

Watching the burning room, a ferocious smile appeared on his face as he muttered to himself:

"Fine, you Jun Zhengyuan, Jun Residence, all of you go to the grave with me!"

Afterward, filled with rage, Quan Qiming turned and rushed out of Yihong Academy.

Before long, a massive fire erupted at Yihong Academy, illuminating the entire night sky.

Quan Qiming mounted his steed and galloped toward the Jun Residence.

At this moment, the Jun Residence was silent, as if in the eerie calm before a storm.

Quan Qiming dismounted and kicked open the gate of the Jun Residence; with a thunderous "boom," it exploded in the courtyard like a lightning strike.

He strode into the courtyard, every step carrying a heaven-shaking momentum.

Hearing the commotion, Jun Zhengyuan hurried out of the room and saw Quan Qiming, who was as furious as an Asura descended to earth.

His heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, *This is bad; I fear that wicked daughter Jun Zhidie has caused some disaster.*

He knew this girl had been sneaking out for the past two nights, but he had just turned a blind eye, not intending to interfere.

Now it seemed his son was likely in grave danger, so he could only rely on this daughter.

If his daughter could win the heart of His Highness Prince Qi, that would be a good thing.

He feigned composure, though he could not hide the panic in his eyes, and asked weakly:

"Your Highness Prince Qi, why... why are you so angry? Is Zhidie... is Zhidie not with you?"

It would have been better if Jun Zhengyuan hadn't mentioned Jun Zhidie, but the moment he did, Quan Qiming’s eyes widened, and he wanted to go up and bite Jun Zhengyuan to death.

"Jun Zhengyuan, you have some nerve, daring to stuff any kind of trash into my Wang Fu! I tell you, your precious daughter committed the crime of lewdness! She has already been executed by my own hand."

Hiding behind a pillar, Lady Li heard that Jun Zhidie was dead, and her only support was gone.

Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed with a "thud."

Jun Zhengyuan was also stunned:

"W-what?"

Could it be that Prince Qi found out about that business between Zhidie and Zhihao?

Jun Zhengyuan’s mind went blank with a "boom," and his mouth moved faster than his brain; thinking of this, he blurted out:

"Your Highness, the matter between Zhidie and Zhihao was a frame-up! They are biological siblings; if they hadn't been framed, they would never have committed such a shameful act."

Upon hearing this, Quan Qiming retched, nearly vomiting on the spot.

He hadn't known about this business—disgusting! It was so damn disgusting, biological siblings!

Jun Zhengyuan, you damn well knew about this and still stuffed that pig-and-dog-like slut into his residence; this time, you deserve to die ten thousand times over.

Quan Qiming’s eyes were bloodshot, and his sword struck out, pointing directly at Jun Zhengyuan’s throat.

"I tell you, your precious daughter died in a private room at Yihong Academy."

"Y-Yihong Academy?"

Jun Zhengyuan’s face turned deathly pale, his legs went weak, and he slumped to the ground.

"Your Highness, this must be a misunderstanding. Zhidie... how could she go to Yihong Academy?"

Quan Qiming sneered, his laughter filled with disdain and disgust; he couldn't be bothered to say another word to the Jun Zhengyuan before him.

He ordered the guards to behead Jun Zhengyuan, his wife, and Qingyu immediately for the crimes of abetting lewdness and deceiving the royal family.

Quan Qiming’s voice was cold, like a frost-covered blade in the night, cutting through the air; the guards immediately pounced like wolves and tigers, hauling up the ashen-faced and unconscious Lady Li.

Qingyu, who was hiding in the room, was also dragged out without mercy.

Qingyu’s face was pale as she screamed in terror.

"Your Highness, this has nothing to do with me! I know nothing at all!"

Quan Qiming didn't even look at Qingyu; his heart was filled only with the flames of revenge.

He wanted these people to see with their own eyes the Jun Residence burned to the ground before their heads rolled, to vent the hatred in his heart.

Just as he was ordering people to splash kerosene everywhere, intending to burn the Jun Residence to the ground in one go,

a cold voice sounded from behind:

"Second Brother, wait!"

Quan Qiming looked back and saw that the one speaking was none other than Jun Zijin.

"This residence originally belonged to the Jun House; we only let them stay here because we pitied them, so now the Jun House is taking it back. Besides, if Second Brother sets this fire, my Jun House is right next door, and I fear we won't be able to avoid being affected."

Jun Zijin’s voice was not loud, but every word was clear.

Upon seeing Jun Zijin, Qingyu grabbed onto her like a life-saving straw, breaking free from the guards and rushing to Jun Zijin.

She knelt down with a "thud."

"Young Lady, please save this servant! I am truly innocent!"

A cold sneer curled the corner of Jun Zijin’s mouth as she leaned down and whispered in her ear:

"Innocent? The time Jun Zhihao set fire to my place, it was you who gave him the floor plan of my courtyard, wasn't it?"

If Jun Zhihao hadn't had the floor plan, he could never have moved so freely in her courtyard.

She hadn't even let Jun Zhidie into her courtyard; if it wasn't Qingyu, who else could it be?

Hearing Jun Zijin’s words, Qingyu’s body trembled violently, and her face turned gray.

Jun Zijin stopped looking at her, stood up straight, and said to Quan Qiming:

"Second Brother, the people of the Jun Residence have had nothing to do with the Jun House since they separated. The Jun House has already done its utmost by letting them stay in this courtyard out of consideration for them sharing the surname Jun. Although I don't know what they have done, everyone here is yours to deal with as you please. However, for this residence, I ask that Second Brother show mercy."

No one would want such sordid affairs to be known; regardless of whether Quan Qiming believed her, Jun Zijin had to state her position and distance herself completely.

Sure enough, Quan Qiming’s expression softened slightly. He frowned slightly, but ultimately said nothing more, and with a wave of his hand, ordered the guards to drag the three of them away.

On this night, the second branch of the Jun family came to a complete end.

"Many thanks, Second Brother, for your consideration."

Jun Zijin bowed again.

It was rare for Jun Zijin to sleep in, and when she woke up, the sun was already high.

Feiyan, who had been out on a mission, returned; while secretly tracking that mysterious person, he had seen another familiar back.