Bringing the Accusation

That lewd suggestion, brimming with testosterone, might have swayed someone else.

However, after Lin Feng listened, he slowly put down his teacup.

There wasn't the slightest hint of mockery or interest on his face. Instead, it became unusually serious, and a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in his deep eyes.

This sudden shift in atmosphere caused Huang Fugui, who had been gesticulating wildly, to instantly shut his mouth. His heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, I've buttered him up the wrong way!

"Master... I... I said something wrong?" Huang Fugui asked cautiously.

"You just said you can now monitor a radius of ten miles, and not even a female mosquito can escape your dharma eye?" Lin Feng didn't answer its question, but instead asked another.

"Yes... yes!"

Huang Fugui didn't understand why, but he still patted his chest and assured, "My perception of demonic energy has become more than a hundred times sharper! Anything tainted with demonic aura, even a speck of dust, won't escape my nose!"

"Very good."

Lin Feng nodded, his gaze sharpening.

"Stop those wild thoughts of yours. I have a proper task for you."

"Go, keep a close eye on Ling Yue'er."

"Huh?"

Huang Fugui was completely bewildered. "Wh-why watch her? Master, if you want..."

"Shut up."

Lin Feng coldly interrupted it.

"I want you to use all your abilities, twenty-four hours a day, to monitor her every move, every word, and every action. Who she meets, what she says, where she goes, and if there's anything unusual, I want to know it all clearly."

"Remember, everything. Don't alert anyone, especially her."

Looking at Lin Feng's unquestionable gaze, Huang Fugui finally realized that his master wasn't joking.

It put away its playful demeanor, its expression also becoming serious.

"Master, you suspect... she's not right?"

Lin Feng stood up and walked to the window, looking in the direction of the City Lord's mansion, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"I just feel that the case of the Skin-Peeling Demon was concluded too hastily."

He recalled the events of that night, and the doubts in his heart grew heavier.

The Skin-Peeling Demon was inherently cunning and suspicious, skilled at manipulating people.

With its strength and intelligence, it could have continued its crimes in secret. Why did it appear so easily, and why was it so coincidentally seen through by Ling Yue'er?

Its ultimate goal was to obtain a perfect skin.

Given Ling Yue'er's status and beauty, she was undoubtedly the best target.

But why didn't it directly abduct Ling Yue'er? Instead, it chose to confront the Demon Suppression Division head-on in a crowded street?

And its last words before death, while seemingly intended to shake his resolve, now seemed more like...

A deliberate misdirection.

It seemed to be using its own death to fulfill something.

Or, to conceal a greater secret.

And the center of all this pointed to one person--

Ling Yue'er.

Was this seemingly innocent, capricious, and even slightly infatuated daughter of the City Lord truly as simple as she appeared on the surface?

Lin Feng didn't believe it.

In this world where human lives were as cheap as grass and demons ran rampant, anyone who could live so "innocently" was either truly foolish or had a masterfully crafted disguise.

"Go."

Lin Feng's voice carried a hint of coldness. "I want to see what lies hidden beneath this beautiful and fiery rose."

"Yes! Master!"

Huang Fugui felt the gravity of the situation and dared not delay in the slightest. Its form flickered, turning into an almost imperceptible wisp of yellow smoke, and it silently disappeared into the courtyard.

Lin Feng stood by the window, hands behind his back, his eyes glittering with a hunter's gaze.

He had a premonition that a "prey" more interesting and more dangerous than the Skin-Peeling Demon or the Old Demon of Black Wind had quietly entered his hunting grounds.

The next few days passed peacefully in Nan Yan Commandery.

Since the Skin-Peeling Demon was slain, no similar murder cases had occurred in the city, and the lives of the common people gradually returned to normal.

The Mission Hall of the Demon Suppression Division had also become much quieter.

High-star missions had already been cleared out by Lin Feng, leaving only trivial matters.

Everyone was happy to have some free time, drinking tea and chatting daily, living a rather leisurely life.

As for Lin Feng, he was also enjoying a rare, leisurely period like a "retired old cadre."

He stayed out of sight daily, in his own courtyard, consolidating his cultivation at the Half-step Dan Yuan Realm, while also studying that book, the Nine Yang Limitless Art.

Not enough Crit Points, and wanting to rush things would only lead to failure.

Meanwhile, Huang Fugui was like the most dedicated private detective, pouring all his energy into the task of monitoring Ling Yue'er.

It was worthy of being a Third-tier Great Demon; its stealth and tracking skills had reached perfection.

Sometimes it would turn into a mouse, crawling into the city lord's mansion's sewers.

Other times, it would transform into a gust of wind, drifting into Ling Yue'er's boudoir.

It could be said that it had pushed the professional conduct of a "perverted peeping tom" to the extreme.

However, after a full seven days, the intelligence Huang Fugui brought back made Lin Feng's brow furrow even tighter.

"Master, something's not right!"

That night, Huang Fugui, with a dejected expression, squatted on Lin Feng's shoulder, reporting the latest situation.

"For the past seven days, I've slept with one eye open. I know everything about that girl, down to when her period is, but I still haven't found anything unusual!"

It counted on its little claws, enumerating the details.

"Ever since you rejected her that day, that girl has been like a different person. She's locked herself in the training room and hasn't come out for a whole seven days! Every day, apart from eating and sleeping, she's been cultivating like crazy!"

"I personally saw her injure her meridians and cough up several mouthfuls of blood trying to break through a bottleneck, but the next day, she was acting like nothing happened and continued to cultivate! That fierce determination, tsk tsk tsk, even I was impressed!"

"She hasn't met any suspicious people or said anything suspicious. The City Lord has visited her a few times, but she kicked him out with the excuse, 'I won't see anyone until I break through'."

"Even her room, I've searched inch by inch with my demonic energy. Forget about any Demons, there isn't even a male mosquito! It's as clean as your killing scene!"

Huang Fugui became more and more discouraged. "Master, do you think... we might be overthinking it? Maybe that girl is just a... simpleton, blinded by love?"

After hearing Huang Fugui's report, Lin Feng also fell into thought.

Could it be that he was just being paranoid?

Was Ling Yue'er really just an ordinary, spoiled, slightly love-struck young lady?

Was the case of the Skin-Peeling Demon really that simple to conclude?

Lin Feng always felt that beneath the surface of this calm, a huge undercurrent was hidden.

Skin-Peeling Demons were naturally suspicious and cunning as foxes.

It had lurked in Nan Yan Commandery, committing one major crime after another, its schemes were definitely not small.

Why then couldn't it resist and be so easily lured out by bait?

This didn't make sense.

It was as if an invisible chess player was manipulating everything from behind the scenes.

The appearance and death of the Skin-Peeling Demon were just moves in this game.

And what role did Ling Yue'er play in this game?

"Keep watching."

Lin Feng said in a deep voice, "My intuition tells me that things are not over yet. The calm before the storm is the most terrifying."

"Yes, Master!"

Although Huang Fugui didn't understand, it immediately accepted the order and left.

However, what Lin Feng didn't expect was that the storm came faster and more violently than he had anticipated.

Not long after Huang Fugui left.

BOOM!

The gates of the Demon Suppression Division were once again broken open in an extremely brutal manner!

This time, it wasn't the spoiled and willful daughter of the City Lord, but a team of terrifying warriors exuding murderous intent, clad in dark black heavy armor, with auras as vast as the ocean!

Leading them was a middle-aged man with a stern face and sinister eyes. The terrifying pressure of a Dan Yuan Realm expert emanating from him swept through the entire Demon Suppression Division like a tide, making all the Demon Slayers feel suffocated.

"It's the Li Family!"

"Heavens! The one leading them is the Li Family's patriarch, 'Raging Waves Palm' Li Bantian! He's a genuine Third-level Dan Yuan Realm expert!"

"They... they're here to demand an explanation!"