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Chapter 348: When Laozi was prominent, you were still a drop of liquid.

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: When Laozi was prominent, you were still a drop of liquid.

Lin Feiyan also put down the Guqin and checked Mo Qingyun’s injuries, suddenly opening her eyes wide to reveal a pair of reddened bloody pupils.

After a long silence, she solemnly said, "First breaking the bones, then crippling the Dantian, a fatal blow yet it was executed with the enlightening force of supreme understanding. Truly ingenious!"

"Hmm?"

Zhu Chanji’s expression flashed, a terrifying woman indeed; with just a brief observation, she replayed Mo Qingyun’s death process in her mind, truly remarkable.

"Lin is indeed worthy of her pair of blood pupils, truly a pair of discerning eyes."

"Old Zhu, you cannot absolve yourself from Qingyun’s death," Lin Xiaotian said, glaring with dead fish eyes, his look stern as if blaming Zhu Chanji for his lack of protection.

"Old man, who do you think you are? How dare you threaten our helmsman?" Bai Mudan, still a greenhorn fearless of the tiger, retorted furiously with her eyebrows inverted, her tone icy.

"Cackle cackle cackle..."

Lin Xiaotian suddenly looked up, laughingly cold like a night owl, struck like lightning, and grabbed Bai Mudan by the throat, his aura sinister as he said, "Little girl, back when Old Zhu and I roamed the Jianghu, you were still a blob of fluid. Humph, are all the younger generations as disrespectful as you?"

"Let go of Mudan, you damned old man," Black Rose said as she saw her sister caught in a vile grip, her heart racing, about to take action furiously.

*Swoosh!*

Before Black Rose could step forward, she felt herself being lifted up, and turning around in terror, she saw a pair of blood-colored pupils, like those of an evil ghost.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Lin Feiyan, eyeing Black Rose’s devilish figure and angelic face, chuckled coldly, "Zhu Chanji, your blade hasn’t dulled with age, impressive, impressive!"

Zhu Chanji wasn’t unwilling to strike but rather didn’t want to provoke the Jiangcheng Mo Family or offend the families of ancient martial arts.

As the helmsman of Huaxia Floating City, he needed the support of all factions. Ruining relationships would be counterproductive.

He said with a bitter smile, "They’re just juniors, why the anger? Let’s all step back a bit, respecting the old and loving the young, eh? Rose, Mudan, won’t you apologize to the elders?"

"This!"

Black Rose and Bai Mudan were baffled, their helmsman was really not performing today; had it been any other day, he would have taken action by now.

However, he must have his reasons and concerns for saying so, and as subordinates, it was their duty to follow orders.

"To the two seniors, we were wrong!"

"That’s more like it, respecting the old and loving the young, without respect, how can there be love?" Lin Xiaotian let go of Bai Mudan, his face full of mockery.

Lin Feiyan also lowered her hand, letting Black Rose fall to the ground with a plop.

Oh, the absurdity.

Respecting the old and loving the young is supposed to be about mutual respect, isn’t it? Yet here it’s being divided into first and second?

Bai Mudan and Black Rose, one rubbing her bruised neck and the other her backside, were utterly dazed.

"To the two seniors, we came today to investigate Qingyun’s cause of death. What are your thoughts on this?"

"Qingyun died a wrongful death after the Heavenly Ranking tournament. During this time, did he offend anyone?" Lin Feiyan’s eyes narrowed slightly, interrogating Zhu Chanji.

"Well..." Zhu Chanji’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, as he thought of a person, that being the Heavenly Net Evil God—Xiao Zheng.

However, the Evil God had no reason to kill Mo Qingyun, and he also knew the limits of the Futu; would he really act so irrationally?

Zhu Chanji wasn’t the only one who thought of this, Bai Mudan and Black Rose also realized, their expressions shocked.

Lin Feiyan noticed their peculiarity and barked, "If you already have a suspect in mind, spit it out, what are you dilly-dallying for?"

"To be precise, this individual had conflicts with Qingyun, but not to the extent of killing him," Zhu Chanji no longer hesitated and blurted out, "The Evil God had disputes with Qingyun during the Sky Ranking Competition, but thereafter, he left, so it couldn’t be him."

"The Evil God? Ha!"

Lin Feiyan’s voice was filled with an irritating crackle as she sneered ceaselessly, "I’m the White-haired Demon, just a nickname after all. If it really were him, I’d make sure he’s chopped into a thousand pieces."

"To dare provoke the Jiangcheng Mo Family? Outrageous! My brother and I will avenge our young master and make this Evil God pay a heavy price," Lin Xiaotian also said fiercely, like an evil spirit prowling at night.

"You’ve already drawn conclusions without evidence?" Zhu Chanji regretted ever mentioning Xiao Zheng’s name.

"Heh heh heh..."

Lin Xiaotian laughed arrogantly, "Does it really matter who it was? As long as the family head has vented his anger, our task as siblings is accomplished."

"Brother Zhu, no more nonsense. We need to bring the young master home, arrange it," Lin Feiyan said solemnly.

"Of course, that, Xiao Zhou, arrange a police escort to take Mo Qingyun home," Zhu Chanji called over Zhou Zixiong and issued an order.

"Sir, is this not against procedure?" Zhou Zixiong was a bit baffled, they hadn’t fully investigated the matter yet, so why were they taking the person away already?

Zhu Chanji shook his head dismissively, "Xiao Zhou, by letting you escort him, we’re giving you face. I’ve already spoken to your chief, hurry up and arrange it."

...

That evening, Mo Qingyun’s body was returned to the Jiangcheng Mo Family and placed into an exquisite crystal coffin.

Mo Family Patriarch Mo Youshi and Mo Qingyun’s mother, Tang Yun, held this son in high esteem, but now faced with the loss of their beloved son, both supported the coffin and cried, their mournful howls piercing the sky.

The Mo Family was draped in white, utterly forlorn and desolate.

After much weeping, Mo Youshi convened a family meeting; hundreds of family members arrived, not a single one absent.

Among them were Huaxia’s high-ranking officials and prominent merchants, as well as leaders from various industries.

This demonstrated, indeed, the immense influence of the Jiangcheng Mo Family in the entire city, making them one of the most powerful.

Mo Youshi’s gaze hardened as he raised his hand.

Instantly, the entire hall fell silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

He looked at the crowd, then said, "Lin Xiaotian, Lin Feiyan, how goes the investigation?"

"Family head!"

Lin Xiaotian and Lin Feiyan reined in their spirits, both clasped their fists, not daring to breathe loudly.

"According to preliminary investigations, we have almost confirmed the suspect who killed our young master to be the Evil God Xiao Zheng. However..."

"However what?" Mo Youshi shouted, causing the clan members to freeze like cicadas in winter.

The Lin siblings glanced at each other, but it was Lin Feiyan who stepped forward, cautiously speaking, "Based on what Zhu Chanji said, this Evil God Xiao Zheng is beyond our reach."

"Zhu Chanji said this?"

"Yes!"

"Hmph," Mo Youshi scoffed coldly, "The noble families that the Mo Family cannot provoke in Huaxia are few, but none bear the surname Xiao. Did you not look into his background thoroughly?"

"We’ve asked around in Zhonghai City, and according to rumors, Xiao Zheng is the Master of Tianji Sect, the uncrowned king of the city’s underground forces." Lin Feiyan carefully answered, not taking any chances.