At first light, the tightly shut gates of the Jiangzhe Merchant Guild were suddenly pounded on.
The servant who answered the door quickly came to report that Lu XiaoWu had arrived again.
Li Yan and the others were puzzled, but they still went to the front hall to meet him.
Lu XiaoWu wore an expression mixed with excitement and worry. When he saw Li Yan and the others, he clasped his hands and deliberately raised his voice.
"Brother Li, Daoist Wang, everyone, I have urgent news!"
His voice was loud enough that it was clearly meant for everyone else in the courtyard to hear as well.
The fellow had gotten a taste of success and wanted to strengthen the illusion that he was a key figure in contacting the Twelve Yuan Chen, so that he could seize even greater benefits in the future.
Li Yan saw through Lu XiaoWu's little scheme but did not expose him. He calmly said, "Second Young Master Lu, what brings you here so early?"
Lu XiaoWu drew a deep breath. "I've just received some news. Something terrible has happened! The Yansheng Duke's residence has suffered a catastrophe!"
He paused deliberately and swept his gaze across everyone. "Kong Zhenyuan, the eldest legitimate son of the Kong family most likely to inherit the position of Yansheng Duke, last night..."
"was found dead in his own residence in Jinan!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Before they could digest the news, Lu XiaoWu threw out an even more horrifying detail.
"And his death... was extremely gruesome."
Li Yan's gaze instantly sharpened, and Wang Dao Xuan's brows drew tightly together.
Such a savage method of murder was clearly not an ordinary vendetta or political struggle.
Lu XiaoWu was not finished. "Misfortune never comes singly! Almost at the same