"Captain Su of the Storm Demon Hunting Squad? I've heard so much about you!"
Shen Qingxuan cupped his fists in greeting.
Su Jinghong nodded.
"Good thing you arrived so quickly, Patriarch Shen. And with such perfect timing."
Su Jinghong put particular emphasis on "perfect timing."
The patriarch's arrival really had been too convenient. He had appeared just as Shi Yan was about to find a clue, then killed Feng Yanning the moment he arrived.
Especially with that slash.
It had been too swift, too decisive, almost as if he had come prepared.
Shen Qingxuan seemed not to hear the implication in her words. He merely looked regretful.
"A shame I still arrived too late."
Su Jinghong's brows drew together. She spoke bluntly.
"Thank you for stepping in just now, Patriarch Shen. But..."
She glanced at Feng Yanning's corpse.
"Why did you kill him outright?"
Shen Qingxuan sighed. "Brother Feng had succumbed completely to madness. There was no saving him. We had been friends for a hundred years. I couldn't bear to watch him suffer, so I gave him a quick end."
He looked around.
"It seems the Feng Family has suffered terrible losses. I brought some people with me. Why not let them search for anyone who can still be saved?"
Everyone fell silent.
Shen Qingxuan's explanation made sense, but none of them could forget how decisively he had struck.
Su Ye narrowed his eyes.
According to the information he had gathered, the Shen Family Old Residence was far from the Feng Family Manor.
In fact, several other families in the Heavenly Prefecture were closer.
So why had the Shen Family, the farthest away, arrived first?
And that slash had been terrifyingly fast, precise, and ruthless. It had not looked like an improvised attack at all.
As he pondered this—