Zhou Qi put the booklet into his arms and nodded to Yao Qing: "That's enough."
Yao Qing hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Mr. Zhou, where should we... start?"
Zhou Qi closed the book and said in a calm tone, "The news about Liu Wenyuan spreads so fast, Liu Family needs insiders, let's start with the Liu Family."
Yao Qing's face changed slightly and he hesitated to speak.
Zhou Qi glanced at him. "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Yao Qing took a deep breath. "Liu Family... I've been there, but they weren't even allowed in."
Zhou Qi didn't answer, but just hung Dark Moon Saber around his waist, turned around and walked out of the house. "It's okay, you and I have different identities and we won't do things the same way."
"Mr. Zhou." Yao Qing took two steps forward and hesitated, "What if...Liu Family can't find it?"
Zhou Qi paused in his steps and looked back at him.
Yao Qing continued, "Even if Liu Family people know something about Liu Wenyuan's death, they may not be willing to say that they are victims, but they are also people who are afraid of trouble. They know Yao Ke's methods better than I do."
Zhou Qi did not answer immediately.
He walked to the stone table in the courtyard, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said, "Then let's start directly with Yao Ke."
Yao Qing's face changed, and he lowered his voice subconsciously. "You directly attack Yao Ke without evidence? His identity is not comparable to that of the Liu Family!"
Although what Yao Qing said may sound like self-promotion, it is undoubtedly a fact.
Zhou Qi looked up at him and suddenly smiled.
"Yao Young Master Qing." Zhou Qi put down the tea cup and said in a calm tone, "I just said that you and I have different identities."
Yao Qing was stunned.
Zhou Qi stood up, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked at the green bamboo poles in the courtyard. "You are the second young master, and your words and deeds represent Yao Residence. Whatever you do, others will think, is this Yao Family's meaning, or is it Yao Qing's own meaning?"
"When you go out, you represent more than just yourself."
He paused and turned to Yao Qing: "But I'm different. I'm just a young Foundation Establishment, Seventh Layer monk."
He bit the words Foundation Establishment, Seventh Layer very hard.
Zhou Qi continued, "As long as I don't go overboard, it doesn't matter if I make some noise."
Zhou Qi's meaning is very clear. I am a very young Foundation Establishment, Seventh Layer. It's too late for others to win over me. How dare they offend me so easily?
Yao Qing stood there, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, and finally just nodded.
Zhou Qi patted him on the shoulder, not hard, but Yao Qing felt that pat was like some kind of promise.
"Just wait." Zhou Qi finished speaking and strode out.
Yao Family Stable.
Zhou Qi picked a dark horse.
The horse was all black with a shiny mane. When someone came over, the horse snorted and scratched the ground with its front hooves, looking very Qi Ingestion.
Zhou Qi turned over and the horse stirred a few times. He was suppressed by his momentum and immediately calmed down.
As soon as the horse's belly was pinched, the sound of the horse's hooves exploded on the bluestone floor, and disappeared at the corner of the street in the blink of an eye.
Liu Residence is on another street in the east of the city.
When Zhou Qi arrived, the sun had already tilted.
The white flags at the door were still fluttering, the white cloth on the lintel was blown by the wind, and paper money was scattered on the steps, which had been stepped into the mud by passers-by.
The whole mansion was dusty, as if covered with a layer of dust.
Zhou Qi got off his horse, walked to the door, and knocked three times.
The door opened a crack, and Liu An's face was exposed.
He was wearing gray and white linen clothes, his eyes were red, and his face was haggard.
When he saw Zhou Qi, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't recognize this person.
Not Yao Qing, not those people who were here before.
"This gentleman," Liu An's voice was hoarse and a bit tired, "I have no guests during the mourning period."
Zhou Qi said, "I am from Yao Residence."
Liu An's expression changed instantly.
"Yao Residence?" Liu An's voice rose a little higher, "Yao Residence people still have the nerve to come?"
He reached out to close the door.
Zhou Qi didn't give him this chance.
He pushed against the door with his palm.
The force was not strong, but it was extremely precise. The entire wooden door, including the door shaft and the wooden tenons on the door frame, exploded at the same time.
"Bang--!"
Liu An flew out with the door and fell into the yard, kicking up a cloud of dust.
He rolled twice on the ground, lay there, groaned, and didn't get up for a long time.
Several servants in the courtyard were shocked and subconsciously drew their swords.
There were two people who reacted quickly. Their swords were already out of their sheaths, but before they could be completely drawn out, a mountain-like pressure suddenly fell down.
The legs of the two closest servants gave way and they fell directly to the ground, their faces pressed against the blue bricks, and they couldn't breathe.
The rest of the people's faces turned pale, and the knives in their hands fell to the ground. Some of them were timid, their legs were weak, and they held on to the wall to keep from falling.
No one dared to move.
Zhou Qi crossed the threshold and walked past the servants lying on the ground. His pace was neither fast nor slow, as if he was walking in his own backyard.
The whole place was silent, no one dared to speak.
The sound of footsteps on the bluestone is not heavy, but every step is like stepping on the heart.
In the Main Hall, Madam Liu has already stood up.
She heard movement in the front yard.
Madam Liu was wearing plain white mourning clothes, her hair was only pinned with a silver hairpin, and she had no makeup on her face, and she was very haggard.
But his back was straight, his hands were folded in front of him, and his posture was as straight as if he was ready to meet guests at any time.
There was a maid standing in front of her. Her legs were shaking. It was she who came to report.
But Madam Liu himself is much calmer than the servants outside.
Zhou Qi stepped into the Main Hall and stood three steps away in front of her.
The coercion has subsided, and no Spiritual Power fluctuations can be felt in the entire hall.
Madam Liu looked at Zhou Qi's young face, expressionless and cold at the moment.
A feeling of oppression came over me.
It's a kind of oppression of "I can kill you at any time but you don't have to be afraid because I don't care".
Zhou Qi spoke, "Mrs. Liu, there is another reason for your husband's death. Do you want to investigate?"
Madam Liu was stunned for a moment.
She thought about many possibilities, including questioning, threatening, and silencing.
But she never thought that anyone would ask her if she wanted to check.
Her lips moved a few times but she said nothing.
Does she want to? Yes.
Dare? Dare not.
Zhou Qi didn't wait for her answer. He guessed what it was just by looking at Madam Liu's expression. "Actually, why your husband died has nothing to do with me. I was just helping Yao Qing."
He paused, his gaze resting on Madam Liu's face for a moment. "You and I both know that your husband's death has nothing to do with the Guiyuan Hall."
"But your silence now is only encouraging public opinion outside."
"Guiyuan Hall's reputation is bad, Yao Qing is having a hard time."
"But what about your husband? He died so mysteriously, and you don't even want an explanation?"
Madam Liu's eyes turned red.
Her knuckles holding the handkerchief turned white and trembled slightly. She bit her lip and tried her best to hold back the tears, but the tears still fell.
After so many days, why didn't she want to find out the cause of her husband's death?
But this is the infighting of the behemoth Yao Family.
I also have two underage children and an old mother suffering from dementia.
How dare she!