Xu Tianran's suspicions: go make money for me

"As a citizen of the empire, how could I stand by and watch innocent people suffer such a calamity? I set out at once, hoping to stop it."

Long Wushang spouted his nonsense with a solemn expression, his eyes so sincere that anyone looking at him would have found it almost impossible to spot a flaw.

"But who could have imagined that halfway there, I would happen upon a large group of wounded, masked men hurrying out through a side gate of the Imperial Palace?"

"The moment I saw them, I sensed their vicious auras and suspicious origins, and immediately concluded that something serious had happened inside the Imperial City. So I concealed myself while secretly using my martial soul's characteristics to place several hidden soul power markers on them."

Xu Tianran quietly listened as Long Wushang recounted everything that had happened that night. His face remained expressionless, but inwardly, he could not stop sneering.

Instead of resting after exhausting himself with work in the middle of the night, he went for a stroll in Imperial City Park.

Ha. Was he looking for ghosts to help him unwind?

And he thought Evil Soul Masters were committing atrocities, so he went to stop them and protect the empire's people? Did he really take the crown prince, who had weathered hardship since childhood, for a three-year-old he could fool?

As it happened, Xu Tianran had just finished reading the detailed intelligence on the attack against Mingde Hall that night. One of its core underground warehouses had been emptied, and the Level-Nine Soul Tool purchased from the Star Luo Empire at enormous expense had been taken.

That night, a mysterious powerhouse had swept through all of Mingde Hall with near-invincible might. His terrifying dragon claws still left many people shaken.

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