After seeing the man's face clearly.
A profoundly dark glint flashed in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
A few days ago, he had seen this man at Fa'an Temple.
That cripple from Fa'an Temple!
Who could have imagined it?!
Damn it!
If not for Huzi giving him the idea to visit Fa'an Temple.
He probably would not even have known who this man was upon seeing his face now!
"Fa'an Temple..."
"Ren Weizhi..."
One clue after another slowly pieced itself together in Zeng Anmin's mind.
It all matched!
A month ago, Prince Qi had died, killed right under his nose by someone using concealed weapons.
And at Fa'an Temple, that little monk Little Yingchen had said:
"Lord Ren came once last month."
The timing matched perfectly!
In other words, Ren Weizhi had gone to the temple last month to assign this cripple a mission.
To have him kill Prince Qi!
And two days ago, Ren Weizhi had gone to the temple again.
Clearly, this mission had been to kill him...
Zeng Anmin drew a deep breath.
He slowly raised his head.
Moonlight spilled slowly across his savage face.
Illuminating his sharply defined cheeks.
The changes to his appearance brought by Eternal Night Three Slashes had yet to fade.
His phoenix eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent at its peak!
"Next, following this old cripple's trail will be much easier."
A dark chill seeped from Zeng Anmin's voice.
"Ren Weizhi, old cripple, and the one behind you..."
His voice was like a demon's whisper.
If you dared to kill me, you had better be prepared to be killed by me.
"Clip, clop, clip, clop."
Zeng Anmin found Little Green Horse, swung himself onto its back, and headed home.
As Zeng Anmin gradually departed.
The corpse on the ground remained utterly motionless.
Until a