"Let's go!"
At that moment, Lu Zhengyi, who had not spoken a word, finally opened his mouth.
He too had realized that there was something unusual about his nephew's murder.
The three returned to the east side of the city. The moment they entered the residence,
the gatekeeper reported that Red Elegance Manor had an urgent matter to relay.
"What is it?!"
Lu Zhengkun's face was dark as he impatiently looked toward a manor martial warrior who had been summoned over.
The visitor was the very Ninth-Rank Martial Warrior who had escorted the martial arts school apprentices to Scarlet Cloud Mountain several days ago. Seeing that all three masters of the Lu Family were present, he hastily dropped to his knees.
"Third Master, something happened to Scholar's side!"
At the words something happened again, Lu Zhengkun unconsciously clenched his fist. Only then did he realize that he had no idea where his beloved whisk had gone.
He drew a deep breath and steadied himself.
Through gritted teeth, he said, "Speak!"
"This subordinate went to the stronghold today to haul ore and found that all three chieftains had been killed. Blackwind Stronghold was littered with corpses. Judging from the wounds and bloodstains, it should have happened the night before last. Even the mine slaves we sent there have disappeared..."
Before the guard could finish, a name surfaced in Lu Zhengkun's mind.
"Old Ghost Xie!"
At last, he understood.
Why had the martial warriors his family sent to hunt them down failed to send back any news after three days?
Bang!
A long table in the hall was shattered by Lu Zhengquan's formidable Internal Force.
"Men! Immediately mobilize five hundred City Guard Army troops for me. Enter the mine at once and seize them!"
He had also been present that day when