Assassination in the Dark Night, Interrogating the Murderer in the Dungeon

Xu Yanli slowly reached his right hand behind his back, and the golden Angel Holy Sword appeared in his grasp.

At the same time, he retracted the jade fan back into his storage Soul Tool.

Gripping the holy sword, Xu Yanli lunged out from the shadows, pressing the blade directly against the man's throat while his other hand clamped firmly over the man's mouth, pinning him hard against the wall.

"Tsk, you've been following me the whole way. Brother, aren't you tired?" Xu Yanli looked at him with a beaming smile, the force in his hand steadily increasing.

However, the next moment, a group of men in black emerged from the darkness.

Xu Yanli raised his eyes and gasped. No, which idiot actually dared to attempt an assassination inside Shrek Academy?

Was Mu En's reputation really that useless now?

It couldn't possibly be those idiots back home, could it?

That shouldn't be right; even if they tried, Xu Tianran would have stopped them.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed Xu Yanli's eyes. It didn't matter; if he captured two of them alive, wouldn't he find out who it was?

"Sister-in-law, you're quite clever, but it's a pity—clever people die the fastest," the men in black said softly.

Xu Yanli scanned his surroundings. This was indeed a good place to make a move; after all, there was no one around, it wasn't a residential area, and the shops here had all closed for the night.

Xu Yanli licked his lips, then raised the Angel Holy Sword and dashed toward them with rapid, sweeping strides.

Seeing that they hadn't released their Martial Souls yet, Xu Yanli swiftly thrust his long sword into the wrist of the leader and gave it a sharp twist.

A shrill, miserable scream tore through the night sky. At the same time, he snatched the man's blade and, with a backhanded swing, cut down the person lunging from the side.

Xu Yanli gripped his long sword tightly, quickly parrying a dagger coming from behind, though he still accidentally suffered a shallow cut.

Xu Yanli drew a sharp breath, then quickly rolled to the side and slowly released his Martial Soul.

Two purple and three black soul rings rose from beneath his feet.

Xu Yanli beckoned to them, his expression one of provocation.

Xu Yanli felt his heartbeat accelerating. He hadn't expected that something would actually happen tonight that exceeded his expectations.

He felt he hadn't offended anyone, and besides, who could have known he would run out in the middle of the night for a late-night snack?

Tsk.

Xu Yanli's eyes grew increasingly manic, and a trace of gray flickered in the depths of his pupils.

Xu Yanli raised his long sword: "Third Soul Skill, Solar Flame: Holy Judgment."

Blinding flames erupted from his sword, instantly engulfing them. Even though the men on the opposite side had activated their Martial Soul Avatars, they were ultimately a step too late.

Afraid that his opponents might die, Xu Yanli casually released his first soul skill to ensure they wouldn't perish.

Still, with such a commotion, would the Shrek patrol see them? Forget it, he didn't care; he would just take them back first.

Xu Yanli walked slowly toward the assassins lying motionless on the ground and used his foot to lift their faces up.

"Tsk, boring." Xu Yanli yawned, then took a Level 5 Soul Tool from his storage device, bound them all up, and stowed them into a Soul Tool capable of storing living creatures.

As Xu Yanli walked away, he suddenly felt a pain in his back and realized he had sustained a minor wound. He snapped his fingers, causing the wound to heal.

So, who exactly was it that tried to assassinate him?

Even after dealing with the assassins, Xu Yanli still couldn't figure it out. Aside from the Xuanming Sect, he shouldn't have offended anyone.

Moreover, the Xuanming Sect knew he had a Limit Douluo protecting him; they would never send people to assassinate him.

The point was, they wouldn't send such weaklings unless they knew absolutely nothing about his situation.

There were very few enemies who fit these criteria—it was either his seven imperial brothers or someone under his own command.

Xu Yanli helplessly retracted his holy sword and hurried toward Xiaoyao Pavilion.

Upon returning to Xiaoyao Pavilion, Xu Yanli found that all the lights in the building were already on.

"You're back?" Kong Deming looked at Xu Yanli, speechless.

Xu Yanli coughed awkwardly twice, then slowly released the people he had captured and dumped them on the floor.

"Shadow Douluo, I'll leave the rest to you," Xu Yanli said with a smile to the Title Douluo who had been hiding in the shadows nearby.

"Yes, Pavilion Master." Shadow Douluo slowly emerged from the shadows, looked at the group of people on the floor, and casually strung them all together before dragging them toward the basement.

After a moment of hesitation, Xu Yanli took his fan and followed. He was curious: who exactly wanted him dead?

Xu Yanli followed the men in black into the dungeon and watched as Shadow Douluo tied them up.

Finding a spot where he wouldn't be splattered by blood, Xu Yanli placed a luxurious armchair, sat down, and took out his jade fan, waving it leisurely.

"Shadow Douluo, please help me ask them who sent them," Xu Yanli said with a smile, resting his chin on his hand.

Watching the blood splatter time and again, a look of disgust flashed across Xu Yanli's face, yet there was also a hint of madness.

Halfway through the interrogation, seeing that they were stubborn, he called Shadow Douluo over and whispered some methods to him—essentially the tortures he had seen in his previous life.

Xu Yanli put away his fan, asked a few more questions, then retracted his chair and turned to leave.

He couldn't bear to watch this bloody scene.

Xu Yanli returned to his study. Clearly, he wouldn't be sleeping tonight, so he sent a guard to brew him a pot of tea.

Xu Yanli held a book in his hand, sipping tea while waiting for the results.

Long Xiaoyao walked slowly into his room and patted him on the shoulder. "Are you not curious about who tried to assassinate you?"

"I am curious, but there is no rush." Xu Yanli set the book down and said with a smile, "To be honest, I don't believe those idiots in the Sun Moon Empire have the capability to send someone to assassinate me."

"So confident?" Kong Deming also pushed the door open and entered.

"Otherwise? If they had this kind of strength, how could they be so suppressed by Xu Tianran that they couldn't even lift their heads? You must remember that my dear elder brother is crippled in both legs." Xu Yanli chuckled softly.

"This was a clear loss of the right to inherit the throne, yet he was still eventually enfeoffed as the Crown Prince. From this, one can see how ridiculously useless my other brothers are." Xu Yanli said coldly, then drained the tea in his cup in one gulp.

Afterward, the three of them remained silent, as if sitting in the study quietly waiting for the outcome.

Finally, as the sky began to brighten, Shadow Douluo brought over several confessions still stained with fresh blood and handed them to Xu Yanli.

Xu Yanli acted as if he didn't see the blood and slowly took them.