At the sudden news of Feng Gu's death, even Jiang Wang, who had weathered countless storms, was left deeply shaken.
Even Chongxuan Sheng, who had been idly sipping porridge in the courtyard, looked up.
Feng Gu was the chief eunuch of Changsheng Palace. How could he just die like that?
Setting aside his cultivation, his status alone should have kept him from dying so easily. Especially at such a sensitive time, just after the funeral of the Master of Changsheng Palace...
The blood rain of the Current Era True Lord had fallen on the execution ground only recently!
Jiang Wang stood stunned at the courtyard gate for a moment before asking, "How did he die?"
Zheng Shangming replied, "A strip of white silk, three feet long, was wrapped around his neck. He was found hanged in the funeral hall."
"Surely it wasn't suicide?" Jiang Wang asked.
"It's hard to say." Zheng Shangming answered cautiously. "We'll need to investigate carefully before we can reach a conclusion."
"He died at midnight, just as the Master of Changsheng Palace's funeral had fully ended and the guests had all left the palace," Lin Youxie added, filling in the details. "Feng Gu's body was hanging in the funeral hall. Aside from the ligature marks on his neck, we haven't found any other injuries so far. There are no traces of foreign Dao Essence invading his body, and his Divine Soul seems very close to naturally dissipating. At first glance, it fits the appearance of a hanging suicide."
Jiang Wang was silent for a long while before saying, "This is absurd."
A powerful man who could make him feel threatened had been strangled to death by a strip of white silk three feet long. The very idea defied logic.
"Why ask Jiang Wang?" Chongxuan Sheng came