"Bei Shanyin, if you want a confrontation, I'll take you to one."
As the void trembled, General Han, clad in golden armor, strode furiously out of the teleportation array. "If you can't produce evidence and are merely slandering someone, then hmph, don't think the Yinglong Guards are easy to bully!"
"The Yinglong Guards may not be easy to bully, but does that mean the An Tan Marquis Manor is to be trampled by anyone?"
Bei Shanyin snorted angrily, flicked his sleeve, and stepped out of the teleportation array alongside Han Ting.
"General, you've arrived."
The moment Han Ting and Bei Shanyin stepped out of the teleportation array, a middle-aged man in armor hurried forward from ahead, his face full of anxiety.
"Huh? Tan Yun? It's you!"
Han Ting glanced at him and nodded, then asked somewhat unhappily, "Where is Qin Gang? Why hasn't he come to see me?"
As the Yinglong Guards commander stationed here, Qin Gang had yet to show himself at such a time and had instead sent his deputy, Tan Yun. That was simply inexcusable.
"General, this matter..."
Deputy General Tan Yun looked at Han Ting in panic, then glanced at Bei Shanyin before muttering vaguely, "Something happened to Qin Gang."
"Hm?"
Han Ting's brows rose, and a glint of cold light flashed through his eyes. He turned to look at Bei Shanyin. "Brother Beishan, please wait here for a moment."
After giving Bei Shanyin a brief word, Han Ting followed Deputy General Tan Yun into Qin Gang's residence.
The room was awash in blood.
As though scattered by the wind, blood had sprayed across the entire room like a fine rain.
"General, when I came to see Commander Qin this morning, this was all I found. Last night, neither the camp sentries nor the camp-protecting formation