Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 208 - 208 160 Running Into Walls Everywhere Two in

Chapter 208: Chapter 160: Running Into Walls Everywhere [Two in One] Chapter 208: Chapter 160: Running Into Walls Everywhere [Two in One] Mo Yuantu clenched the intel tightly in his hand, and with gritted teeth he seethed, “Wenrou (Gentle)!”

“This murderer!”

“This damnable executioner! A lowly hired killer whose name actually is Gentle, he has no shame!”

“Spread the news. All Supreme Mountain disciples abroad are to hunt down Wenrou, the Heavenly Judge assassin. I want him alive!”

Blood seeped from Mo Yuantu’s lips as he snarled, “I want this ‘Gentle’ to beg for life but fail to die!”

“Let’s go!”

The trio left one after another.

Old Zhou struggled to sit up on the bed, “Master!”

Mo Yuantu, as if he hadn’t heard him, strode out the door.

Despair was written all over Old Zhou’s face, but a malicious smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Bam!

The last to leave, Madam Mo casually sent a forceful palm strike, and with a slap, it landed on Old Zhou’s chest.

A ‘so this is how it ends’ look flashed in Old Zhou’s eyes as he managed to squeeze out his final words, “…Mercy!”

With that slap, Old Zhou’s body exploded from his chest, his remains scattering all over the bed.

Mo Yuantu turned back, letting out a small sigh.

“You promised not to hurt him, not me,” Madame Mo stated, her face frosty.

“Good riddance.”

Mo Yuantu nodded, “However, we should leave his family alone.”

Madam Mo remained silent, malice flashing briefly in her eyes.

But Mo Yuantu said no more.

Old Zhou was dead, so be it.

The rage in his wife’s heart mirrored his own feelings, so naturally he didn’t need to dispute with her over a stranger.

However, none of them noticed the despair and an indescribable shade of color that flashed in Old Zhou’s eyes when they left him behind, struggling on his death bed!

Having served the Mo family all his life, Old Zhou knew Mo Yuantu and his wife well. He knew his death was inevitable, and even his family wouldn’t be spared.

Failing to protect their son, leading to his death, was a heavy crime.

If Master Mo and his wife chose to spare him, he’d have served them loyally all his life. But he knew they weren’t capable of showing mercy.

So in his last confession, he kept back crucial information.

His conjecture was that “Wenrou” might not be as straightforward as he appears.

Because everything that happened that night, from start to finish, was all part of a bigger plan, from the initial initiation of high-level martial artists to carefully curated murders.

Though it seemed like everything was set up to murder Mo Zhengdao, and he and Mo Xiaoyu were just collateral damage, that wasn’t the case. It wasn’t Wenrou who made the kill shot!

This was significant, extremely significant.

The two of them might be acting together, but it was two different people who killed Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Zhengdao, and from this we can deduce that the plotter might be Wenrou, but he has a powerful protector by his side. And the ultimate aim of Wenrou’s scheme was simply to kill Mo Zhengdao, completing Heavenly Judgment’s task.

But if such a meticulous plotter, who even has a powerful protector, could possibly have a mysterious background?!

They’re likely from a prestigious family or sect, possibly even… a hidden sect, all part of a bigger game, and this force might not be inferior to Supreme Mountain!

If Master Mo and his wife would let him go, or even spared his family while killing him, he would’ve confessed everything. However, Madame Mo kept silent the entire time, with a murderous aura. His and his family’s death was imminent.

Mo Yuantu and his companions, oblivious to this, rashly took action. Even if they succeeded in revenge and killed Wenrou,

They might trigger countless troubles, and it’s highly likely they will fall into a deadly entanglement, unable to exact revenge. Today you kill me, I’ll take this secret to my grave.

If there’s a day we meet in the afterlife, we’ll have plenty to talk about!

On this journey to the underworld, it’s not just me who’s walking, Master Mo!

…

Meanwhile, Mo Yuantu and his companions marched on, heading straight for the Rainbow Heavenly Clothes division headquarters in Tiannan.

…

At this moment, He Bibiqu was chatting with Kong Gaohan. Since Kong Gaohan had left the Capital City, many influential figures were unhappy with the sudden absence of the Divine Doctor. They’ve sent several urging messages, requesting Kong Gaohan to return to the Capital City and hold fort at the White Clothes Division.

He Bibiqu was actually happy to see this request as he wanted the old man gone as soon as possible.

That’s because many local bigwigs, upon learning of Kong Gaohan’s arrival, had sought to meet him.

Unable to reach him, they redirected their inquiries to He Bibiqu. This annoyed He Bibiqu… because he dared not disclose anything. If he did, Kong Gaohan would surely beat him.

I’m also a high-ranking official! Why should I get beat up?

But Kong Gaohan, not having met with Doctor Feng Yin, and unable to progress in his study of the mysterious elixirs, would not readily return to the Capital, thus making repeated excuses.

He just refused to leave.

“This time, it’s a letter from Prime Minister Bai. His old mother is seriously ill…” He Bibiqu held a stack of letters, glancing at Kong Gaohan.

“Royal Consort Wang wrote as well…”

“General Li’s son’s head was cracked open…”

“Nobleman Guo has a large abscess on his back…”

“Prince Seven…”

He Bibiqu opened letter after letter and meticulously read them out. He showed no signs of frustration.

But the expression on Kong Gaohan’s face was getting darker, and finally, he exploded, “Enough!”

“The people in these letters are getting increasingly important. You lazing around here is not a solution!” He Bibiqu deliberately goaded him, “You’d better leave soon. The Capital City can’t operate without you.”