Someone Was Burning the Records

The backyard of the Soto Great Soul Arena was quieter at night than during the day.

The lights in the accounting office were turned off early.

The guard on night duty yawned, and after taking only a few steps, a gust of wind made him shrink back.

On the eaves, Yuan Yu lay on the tiles, Wine Gourd beside him.

Zhu Zhuqing squatted on the other side of the roof ridge, her black clothes blending into the night.

Her shoulder injury hadn't healed yet, but her breathing was steady.

Yuan Yu said in a low voice, "If you're tired, go down."

Zhu Zhuqing did not look at him.

"Not tired."

"Your statement sounds a bit like Xiao Wu's."

She's noisier than me.

Yuan Yu chuckled.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything more.

She volunteered to guard the accounts room tonight, not to show off.

During the battle of the royal Douluo I, she managed to cut within three inches of Ye Lingling, but was still stopped by Osler.

She knew she was still a little short.

Investigating people, keeping watch, and cutting off their escape routes are all tasks that Agility Attack should perform.

She didn't want to always wait for Tang San to make arrangements, nor did she want to prove herself only on the Dueling Platform.

Light footsteps could be heard outside the courtyard.

Zhu Zhuqing's ears twitched.

"They've arrived."

Two figures crept along the wall into the backyard.

One person unlocked the door, while the other slipped a tinderbox under the door.

The movements were very practiced.

This isn't the first time I've done something like this.

The firelight had barely lit up when a bolt of Lightning Flash struck behind them.

Yuan Yu stomped out the tinderbox.

"Good evening."

The two of them froze.

Zhu Zhuqing fell from the roof, blocking the way back.

One of them turned around and was about to crash into the window.

The scabbard of the Sun Wheel Blade touched the back of his knee.

Thump.

The person knelt down.

Before the other could even shout, Zhu Zhuqing's claws were already at his throat.

"Keep your voice down."

Yuan Yu dragged the two of them to the door of the accounting office.

One of them was older and dressed in the clothes of an accountant.

Yuan Yu recognized him.

He's the one who moves the account books during the day.

The other person is a night patrol guard at the Spirit Arena.

He was also wearing a waist tag.

Zhu Zhuqing tore off the waist tag and glanced at it.

"True Guardian".

Yuan Yu said, "It makes perfect sense for a real guard to use real fire."

The guard's lips turned white. He wanted to explain, but when he saw Zhu Zhuqing's claws, he could only shut up.

"The accountant's hands tremble during the day, but they're quite steady at night."

The accountant's face turned ashen.

"I was forced into it."

"Who forced you?"

The accounting manager gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Yuan Yu wasn't in a hurry.

He took out the Snow-Character Token and placed it in front of the steward.

Do you know each other?

The steward's pupils contracted slightly.

The Rosy Cloud Pattern lit up.

Yuan Yu smiled.

"Know."

The manager's expression grew even uglier.

"I don't know who they are, I only know that the things came from Snow Willow Alley. Mr. Xu used to go there too."

Zhu Zhuqing asked, "Where is Mr. Xu?"

The manager lowered his head.

"Dead."

Yuan Yu paused, his fingers moving slightly.

"When?"

"Last night, after the Imperial Fighting Battle, someone took him away through the back door. This morning I heard from Deputy Supervisor Luo that he had been drowned in the river."

Zhu Zhuqing's expression turned slightly cold.

The line broke too quickly.

Yuan Yu was not surprised.

Mr. Xu knows too much; he'll be silenced sooner or later.

Where is Luo Heng?

The manager shook his head.

"He's not at the Spirit Arena. The message he sent was to tell me to burn the debt tonight."

Where is the messenger?

" In Snow Willow Alley, after midnight, there was a Black-Canopy Carriage."

Yuan Yu looked up at the sky.

There was still an hour to go before midnight.

He asked a few more questions.

The person in charge didn't know much.

The messenger was different each time; sometimes it was a waiter at the tavern, sometimes Coachman, and sometimes just a note tucked into the ledger.

The only fixed place is Snow Willow Alley.

That place does business during the day, and changes the people who speak at night.

It's like a mouth; whoever puts money in, it relays their message.

He handed over the management to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Take it back to the academy and give it to the Dean."

Zhu Zhuqing frowned.

"Are you going alone?"

"I'll go check the road; I won't do anything."

Zhu Zhuqing remained silent.

She clearly didn't believe it.

Yuan Yu added a sentence.

"Uncle Azure Luan and Sister Ling Yuan are here."

Ling Yuan's voice came from the rooftop.

"Who is your sister?"

Yuan Yu immediately changed his tune.

"Senior Ling Yuan"

Ling Yuan snorted coldly.

Zhu Zhuqing then nodded and took the steward away.

Yuan Yu stood in front of the accounting office, and the Rosy Cloud Pattern on his Sun Wheel Blade flashed.

The accounting office was never burned.

Mr. Xu, however, died.

The person behind the scenes acted swiftly and ruthlessly.

This doesn't resemble the internal Spirit Arena.

It's more like someone cleaning up a used cable.

When Zhu Zhuqing returned to the academy with the steward, neither Flender nor Zhao Wuji were asleep.

As soon as the steward was thrown into the courtyard, Zhao Wuji took a step forward.

"Burning accounts?"

The manager shrank back in fright.

Flender stopped Zhao Wuji.

"Don't scare me, I haven't finished asking yet."

Xiao Wu stood to the side with her arms crossed.

Where is Yuan Yu?

Zhu Zhuqing said, "Snow Willow Alley."

Tang San, who was sitting by the door sorting out medicinal powder, immediately stood up upon hearing those three words.

I'm going to find him.

Flender did not stop him.

"Take Zhu Zhuqing with you. Don't let her wander off alone."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

She had just returned, hadn't even had a drink of water, and then turned and went out again.

Zhao Wuji watched the two figures disappear into the distance and muttered a curse under his breath.

"Each one is more troublesome than the last."

Xiao Wu wanted to follow too.

Flender raised his hand to block her.

"You stay."

Xiao Wu panicked.

Why am I the one left behind again?

Flender looked at her.

"Because Tang San glanced back at you before leaving."

Xiao Wu was stunned.

Flender said calmly, "He's worried about you. If you stay at the academy, he'll be less distracted."

Xiao Wu bit her lip and ultimately didn't rush out again.

Flender dragged the accountant under the lamp.

"From now on, if you tell even one lie, I'll have Teacher Zhao question you."

Zhao Wuji flexed his wrists.

The manager's face turned green.

"I'll tell you everything."

He gave an even more detailed explanation than before.

Luo Heng has been going back and forth between the Spirit Arena and his residence in the south of the city for the past few days, and he has several unfamiliar faces around him.

One of them had a snow-shaped brand on the back of his hand.

Dai Mubai leaned against the door, his face grim.

Last night he was still clashing head-on with the Imperial Fighting on the Dueling Platform, and tonight when he heard that someone was going to burn the treasury to silence him, the anger in his chest flared up immediately.

"Next time you catch Luo Heng, don't let Teacher Zhao question him first."

He raised his still numb arm.

"I'd also like to ask a couple of questions."

Zhao Wuji glanced at him.

"You should focus on getting your arm healed first."

Dai Mubai didn't argue back.

But the coldness in those evil eyes was obvious to everyone.

Upon hearing this, Flender immediately sent Oscar to fetch Dai Mubai.

"Guard the yard. No one is allowed to go out alone tonight."

Xiao Wu then realized that Yuan Yu's request for her to stay was not just a perfunctory gesture.

Someone might actually come for the academy.

Before midnight, the Black-Canopy Carriage in Snow Willow Alley of Suotuo City had already stopped in the shadows.

A hand reached out from behind the carriage curtain and dropped a note.

The note contained only one sentence.

"If Myriad Phenomena were to be pursued, his body would be found in the North of the City."

Yuan Yu stood at the alley entrance, looked at the paper, and smiled.

"They can also threaten people."

The Rosy Cloud Pattern did not feel cold.

The writing on the note was so clean, as if it had just been written and was waiting for him to pick it up.

If there really was a corpse in the North of the City, the other party wouldn't be in such a hurry to send a message.

They were anxious about something else.

He didn't throw the paper away.

False clues can also be useful.

The deceptive lines that someone goes to great lengths to create often reveal what the other party is afraid of.

The other side was afraid he would stay in the Spirit Arena.

I'm afraid he'll check the VIP Passage.

They were also afraid that finding Mr. Xu's body would lead to other clues.

Yuan Yu folded the note and tucked it into his sleeve.

"Let's not go to the North of the City yet."

The cry of Azure Luan came from the rooftop.

"Sure?"

"Sure."

Yuan Yu turned and walked towards the academy.

"Let's go back to the academy first. If Dugu Yan's letter has been delivered, she should be here by now."

He needs to calm things down with the people in the academy first.