Chapter 46: Ye Qingyi's Suspicion Deepens

As the people say, a dark and windy night was the perfect time for murder and arson.

Past midnight, Azure Sun City was empty, and there wasn't even a ghost to be seen.

At the entrance of the alley by the Iron Mountain Escort Agency, a figure suddenly flashed, carrying a long saber at his waist and holding a sealed clay jar in his hand.

This person was none other than Peng Hu, the one who had suffered a hidden loss at the entrance of Grand Spring Tower during the day.

His crotch had hurt all day, so he walked with his legs splayed, and after he had gone back and sat on the shared bunk of the Lu Family servants, the more he thought about it, the more something felt wrong.

The scene from earlier had been turning in his head all day — he clearly intended to kick that trash, so why did he suddenly kneel in pain?

The way that trash trembled while crouching on the ground seemed fake when he thought back on it now.

Although he didn't understand what method that trash had used, his intuition told him that it was definitely that trash young master who had caused him to hurt so much that he could barely urinate.

He absolutely could not swallow this grievance, so tonight, he would let him witness the methods of Grandpa Peng.

Bypassing the escort agency, he arrived at Lu Xuan's house, and as he looked at the small courtyard before him, a slight smile appeared at the corner of Peng Hu's mouth.

"I'll set a fire and burn you to ashes."

As he spoke, he crouched down and opened the seal of the clay jar, and a pungent smell of kerosene wafted over.

"Trash, of all the things you shouldn't have done, you shouldn't have offended Grandpa Peng."

As he spoke, he took out a fire starter, held it to his mouth, and gave it a light blow.

Whoosh!

The flame ignited gently, but then a ghost face suddenly appeared in front of Peng Hu's eyes.

"Ah!"

A scream tore through the night sky of Azure Sun City.

Before Peng Hu's cry could fade, a hand had already clamped around his throat, and the sound got stuck in his throat, turning into a low whimper.

"Ugh—!"

The fire starter in Peng Hu's hand slipped and fell, and the flame tumbled through the air, illuminating the newcomer's face.

Another hand reached out and steadily caught the fire starter.

The flame flared up again and slowly moved upward, shining directly on that face.

Peng Hu's pupils constricted violently.

He saw clearly.

It wasn't a ghost.

It was that trash young master, Lu Xuan.

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"Wu— wuwu—"

Peng Hu wanted to shout, but he couldn't, and he wanted to run, but he couldn't either.

Lu Xuan's hand was like an iron vice, unmoving.

His eyes bulged as he stared fixedly at Lu Xuan's face.

The trash who had been shivering on the ground during the day, the trash he had forced to crawl between his legs, and the trash he thought he could bully at will was now standing before him, one hand choking his throat and the other holding a fire starter.

The firelight reflected on Lu Xuan's expressionless face, while his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Peng Hu's head buzzed.

That pebble during the day... it was him.

The pain in his crotch... it was him.

Everything was him.

"Wu— wu—"

Peng Hu's tears began to fall, not from pain, but from fear.

He stared into Lu Xuan's eyes, but there was no anger, no killing intent, nothing at all.

This calmness was more terrifying than any threat.

Lu Xuan looked down at him as the firelight illuminated both their faces, one calm as water and the other terrified as a ghost.

You brought kerosene to my wife's doorstep?

Lu Xuan although didn't speaked, but his fingers slowly tightened.

Crack.

Peng Hu collapsed like a pile of mud.

Lu Xuan looked at Peng Hu's corpse at his feet without expression.

Fortunately, he had practiced the Five Animals Transformation Art, and after reaching Perfection in the Deer Form, his alertness to surrounding dangers had surpassed his own expectations.

Looking at Peng Hu's corpse at his feet and the jar of kerosene beside him, a brilliant idea suddenly occurred to Lu Xuan.

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Early morning.

Lu Xuan opened his eyes, but Shen Yuyan had already started cooking.

Lu Xuan got out of bed.

[Ding! Sleep Cultivation complete.]

[Five Animals Transformation Art: Great Perfection.]

[Demon-Subduing Righteous Sun Blade: 45%.]

[Thunderclap Hand: 20%.]

[Current Realm: Martial Artist Realm: Level Eight.]

Lu Xuan glanced at the panel and was momentarily dazed, Martial Artist Realm.

Level Eight.

It had gone up another level since yesterday, and although the speed wasn't fast, it was steady.

It was just that he was still a bit short of Lu Tianhe and the others' Spirit Gathering Realm.

It was still too early if he wanted to move against them now, however, he could already see the light at the end of the tunnel.

After finishing breakfast, Lu Xuan changed his clothes and went to the escort agency, he opened the main gate, but the escort warriors hadn't arrived yet.

He sat in the gatehouse and waited, the escort warriors arrived one after another.

The first to enter was Old Guo, whose leg had healed, although he still walked with a slight limp.

As soon as he entered, he shouted, "Have you heard? Something big happened to the Shen Family!"

"What happened?" someone asked.

"Last night, the Shen Family's merchant house in the East Market was set on fire! It was burned to the ground!"

"Who did it?"

"No idea. But someone found a corpse in the ruins of the merchant house... it looks like a servant of the Lu Family!"

"The Lu Family?!"

"Yes! Wearing Lu Family clothes with the 'Lu' embroidered on the chest. He was burned beyond recognition, but the clothes were still there."

Everyone gasped.

"The Lu Family burned down the Shen Family's merchant house?"

"Who knows. Anyway, the two families already had a fight yesterday at Grand Spring Tower, and now this happened today..."

"Tsk tsk, Azure Sun City is going to be in chaos now."

Lu Xuan sat in the gatehouse, listening to these words without saying anything.

One corpse, two birds. Thank you for the kerosene, Peng Hu... may you find peace and be a good person in your next life.

"Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Without turning around, Lu Xuan knew that the one speaking behind him was none other than the somewhat troublesome Ye Qingyi.

"What kind of reaction should I have? The Lu Family and the Shen Family are both families I can't afford to offend."

"Don't you think the recent events with these two families are very strange? Lu Hao's legs were broken, the Shen sisters' heads were shaved and their hands broken... They've been at peace for so many years, yet now things are happening one after another."

Lu Xuan finally looked at Ye Qingyi.

She's too sharp for her own good.

She still had that frost-cold face, and her clear, cold eyes stared intently at Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan remained equally expressionless.

"Is Miss Ye very concerned about these two families? I'm just a gatekeeper who doesn't understand martial arts; those two families wouldn't even spare me a glance. Don't ask me about these things, because it would be very troublesome if I were involved."

After saying that, Lu Xuan picked up a broom, stood up, and began sweeping the courtyard.

Ye Qingyi watched Lu Xuan's retreating figure, her brows knitting slightly.

He doesn't know martial arts?

Could I have been really mistaken...?