Chapter 2283 - 2272: National Criminal

In the Lianyun Empire, besides Dongfang Ziyue, almost no one knows me. This announcement, posted together with the funeral bell ringing from the Imperial Palace in the middle of the night, is definitely not that simple!

Before Lin Zifeng could ponder further, a middle-aged man beside him, staring at the announcement for a while, suddenly wailed: "How is this possible, Dongfang Marquis has passed away due to illness!?"

This voice, like a thunderclap in a flat terrain, resounded among the crowd, and instantly, the originally whispering people exclaimed in surprise, all eyes turned to the announcement just stuck on the wall.

"The Emperor encountered the assassin, and Dongfang Marquis, in order to protect His Majesty, risked his life and thus became a martyr, as a tribute to this loyalty, given a state funeral!"

The crowd exclaimed, but Lin Zifeng, who was outside the crowd, couldn’t help tightening his brow and started contemplating.

The power of Dongfang Ziyue’s father—Dongfang Haoxuan, Lin Zifeng had heard of before, in the most strictly guarded Imperial Palace, there was actually an assassination attempt.

That’s not all, an assassin managed to kill the Lianyun Empire’s strongest National Guardian Martial God; what kind of person could have done this?

As Lin Zifeng was full of doubts, the man who had just spoken beside him, in shock, filled with anger, gritted his teeth and said: "It was this guy named Lin Zifeng, who killed Dongfang Marquis!"

Lin Zifeng... isn’t that myself?!

Being inexplicably accused of a crime, how could Lin Zifeng not be shocked, his figure slightly hesitated, seeing the surrounding crowd hadn’t noticed him, his figure quickly flickered, squeezing out of the crowd.

Walking to a small alley, Lin Zifeng clenched his fists tightly, a somber face, constantly admonishing himself to stay calm, to quell the storm that had just erupted.

Assassinate the Emperor? Even if someone kicked Lin Zifeng’s brains, he would certainly not do such a thing that brings him no benefit.

Moreover, Lin Zifeng is not a fool; this announcement, seemingly offering no details, actually has many loopholes.

In the palace full of masters, assassinate the Emperor, then kill the Lianyun Empire’s National Guardian Martial God Dongfang Haoxuan, and still escape safely, Lin Zifeng admits that even though he is now at the Saint Peak, he could never emerge unharmed.

And the most crucial point is... this wasn’t done by him at all!

"Assassinate the Emperor... Dongfang Haoxuan, the whole Empire pursuit... Could it be the Beiyao Ancient Clan!"

In an instant, Lin Zifeng erupted with a shout, his eyes flashing with a brilliant gleam like a sword, linking all clues together, pointing directly at the Beiyao Ancient Clan!

He and Dongfang Ziyue had caused big trouble by destroying the Human Sacrifice Tower in the Beiyao Ancient Clan, naturally, Green-clothed and others wouldn’t let it go easily, but at that time, they escaped using the Transmission Array, so that old fellow Green-clothed could only glare helplessly!

But in the Third Parallel Universe, he and Dongfang Ziyue escaped danger, the only place they could go was Dongfang Ziyue’s residence, the Martial God Marquis Mansion!

Green-clothed and others must have thought of this point to find the Martial God Marquis Mansion, and Dongfang Ziyue, she likely hasn’t returned yet.

In a fit of rage, Green-clothed killed everyone in the Martial God Marquis Mansion in retribution, such power, even if the Emperor of the Lianyun Empire comes, has to bow down!

Taking advantage of this chance, Green-clothed revealed his identity to Liu Fatty, then threatened him to use all national resources to hunt him down.

Such calculation is flawless; even if Lin Zifeng could produce evidence that he didn’t kill Dongfang Haoxuan, the cautious Liu Fatty afraid of the Beiyao Ancient Clan’s power would rather offend him than invite a national calamity.

Thinking of this, while Lin Zifeng felt relieved, his heart couldn’t help but grow angry. He was unjustly saddled with the crime of assassinating the Empire’s Emperor, and critically, Lin Zifeng hated Green-clothed’s viciousness. Dongfang Ziyue’s power, couldn’t he be aware? Actually, all of this could be said to be single-handedly done by Lin Zifeng.

But to force him to show up, even at the cost of killing everyone in the Martial God Marquis Mansion, such actions made Lin Zifeng roar in fury: "Green-clothed you old scum, one day I will trample you underfoot, make you neither able to live nor die!"

Fortunately, although Lin Zifeng’s roar was loud, everyone’s attention was focused on the announcement on the wall, so they hadn’t noticed the so-called Emperor assassin was right beside them.

Taking in the anger and sadness on people’s faces, Lin Zifeng couldn’t help but smirk, the influence of Dongfang Haoxuan in the Lianyun Empire could simply be compared to Liu Fatty!

Lin Zifeng believes that if he reveals his identity, stands in front of the crowd, let alone those soldiers keeping a wary eye on the endless stream of pedestrians, even this group of commoners would tear him to pieces!

Innocent persons, Lin Zifeng certainly doesn’t want to slaughter, but now the Lianyun Empire has valid reasons, no matter how much he explains, these citizens deceived by appearances would never believe him.

Clenching his fists tightly, he violently pounded the wall several times, only then could Lin Zifeng suppress the anger in his heart. After calming down, in his star-like eyes, besides cold indifference, a continual gleam of thought emerged.

After a long while, Lin Zifeng finally exhaled deeply, deciding secretly in his heart, to head towards the Imperial Palace once, to confront Liu Fatty face-to-face and clarify things.

Since it’s confirmed these troubles are the works of the Beiyao Ancient Clan, as long as he can help the Lianyun Empire resolve this threat, his grievances would definitely be cleansed.

Shaking his head, after making up his mind, Lin Zifeng no longer hesitated, his figure flickered and landed on a building, lightly stepping, disappearing from the street...

At this time, because Dongfang Haoxuan was granted state funeral honors, the soldiers standing atop Xuanwu Gate were dressed in black armor, white scarves on their heads, fluttering in the wind, appearing extremely striking.

"Swoosh..."

A gust of wind flashed through, the leader of the Forbidden Army on the city wall didn’t even sense Lin Zifeng’s presence, let alone those soldiers just slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Standing atop Xuanwu Gate, Lin Zifeng held his hands behind his back, gazing at the streets crowded with pedestrians, he could vaguely hear the angry yet grieving voices among the crowd.

"Dongfang Ziyue... rest assured, I, Lin Zifeng, may not be a good person, but your father’s death due to me, this vengeance, I will not leave unavenged!"

With a low call, Lin Zifeng’s gaze sharpens, vigorously taking a step, rushing towards the magnificent palace in the center of the Imperial Palace.

Charging all the way, Lin Zifeng felt the cold killing intent emanating from the surrounding black-armored Forbidden Army, secretly thinking: "This Lianyun Empire, although without masters who can compare to me, the soldiers’ power is impressive; seems this issue can’t be resolved with brute force..."

While thinking, Lin Zifeng’s figure flickered on the golden tiles of the palace, when he landed on the central palace, he couldn’t help raising his sword-like brows, quickly concealing the aura of his Saint Realm Peak.