"Zhou An is dead..."

Xiao Yu couldn't bear to look into Li Lan's eyes.

Her anxious expression and the tears in her eyes were enough to prove that she loved her husband very much.

"What?"

Li Lan's lips trembled, her eyes fixed on Xiao Yu, her voice trembling with tears: "Impossible, impossible, you're a liar! Old Zhou told me he'd be staying at the workshop for a while and wouldn't be going home... You're a liar, you're trying to scam me, aren't you?"

"Zhou An is really dead."

Xiao Yu took a deep breath and then placed a bag of loose silver into Li Lan's hand.

"I don't want your money, I just want Lao Zhou!"

Li Lan threw the money at Xiao Yu and cried out.

"You're a liar! You made my mother cry! I'll hit you, I'll hit you!"

Zhou An's son, Zhou Zhu, was desperately hitting Xiao Yu with a wooden sword, crying as he did so... A five or six-year-old child can already understand what adults are saying. He had just heard this stranger say that his father was dead.

"Liar! Liar!"

Zhou Zhu desperately hit Xiao Yu.

"Where is my son's... body?"

Just then, an old woman's voice came from the side. She had a full head of white hair, a hunched back, and was walking towards Xiao Yu step by step with a cane.

The old woman's face was very old, with deep wrinkles. She slowly walked over, pulled her grandson aside, and asked again, "Where is my son?"

"Mother, Old Zhou won't die..."

Li Lan spoke up, wanting to tell her mother-in-law that the person in front of her might be a fraud.

“I have met General Xiao, and he looks very much like General Xiao.”

The old woman's tone seemed calm, but it carried a suppressed sorrow. Her eyes were vacant as she said, "If he were a swindler, how could he give you so much money..."

Upon hearing this, Li Lan and Zhou Zhu fell silent, but their tears fell even faster.

"sorry."

Xiao Yu said to the old lady.

"If it weren't for General Xiao's intervention, Zhou An might have died long ago..."

The old woman sighed deeply and said, "Your Highness, there's no need to apologize. I just want to know where my son is and how he died."

"At the yamen, once I've chopped off the murderer's head, I'll send Zhou An back."

Looking at this seemingly calm old woman, Xiao Yu knew very well that her sorrow was no less than that of Li Lan.

...

Xiao Yu didn't know how he left the Zhou family.

In short, he really wants to kill someone right now!

"Don't act impulsively."

Jin Mulan saw through Xiao Yu's thoughts and said in a deep voice, "They tortured and killed Zhou An to provoke you. They must have already laid an ambush tonight."

"That's why I'm even more determined to go."

Xiao Yu interrupted Jin Mulan and said, word by word, "I just promised Zhou An's mother that I would cut off those people's heads to offer as a sacrifice to Zhou An's spirit in heaven."

Seeing the murderous intent in Xiao Yu's eyes, Jin Mulan knew that further persuasion would be useless.

After a few seconds of silence, she said, "I'll go with you."

"good."

Xiao Yu nodded, then said, "Just keep an eye on them secretly, but don't get too close, lest they see you and become afraid to make a move..."

"Then you need to be careful."

Jin Mulan gave her instructions.

...

Time passed by, minute by minute.

The sun has set, and the sky is slowly getting dark.

The outer city wasn't as bustling as the inner city; the streets became quieter and fewer people were on them.

Xiao Yu, holding the Dragon Gallant Spear, stood at the spot where Zhou An had been killed the night before... At this moment, there wasn't a trace of blood on the ground; it had long been trampled away by passersby.

Just like the deceased Zhou An, the traces of his existence will slowly disappear.

"Thump!"

Xiao Yu placed the Dragon Gallant Spear on the ground and waited quietly.

Xiao Yu knew they would definitely come.

Time continued to pass by, the night grew deeper and deeper, and the streets were completely deserted.

The city gates were about to close.

Just then, a gust of wind blew by...

Xiao Yu's eyes snapped open, a sharp glint flashing within them—a fierce killing intent.

They came out.

"What a kind and righteous young prince!"

"They actually came!"

"I knew he'd come, hehehe!"

A series of treacherous laughs echoed from all directions. The voices had just been heard a hundred meters away when they were already standing in front of Xiao Yu when the last word was uttered.

Seven men in black surrounded Xiao Yu.

These men in black were armed with different weapons—knives, swords, and hooks—and they all aimed them at Xiao Yu.

They deliberately tortured and killed Zhou An in an attempt to provoke Xiao Yu and make him come to them.

They believed that Xiao Yu would definitely fall for the trap, because this person had always been very arrogant and domineering. He even dared to kill the Duke, so how could he tolerate this?

The truth is, they were right.

"So it was you scum who killed Zhou An?"

Xiao Yu's gaze was also fixed on these seven people, his voice as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier.

"certainly."

One of the men in black had a hoarse voice, and when he spoke, it sounded like someone was rubbing a blunt object against glass, which was very unpleasant to listen to: "I stabbed him more than twenty times, and he still wouldn't accept his fate... He kept saying that his mission wasn't finished yet... Hahahaha, what an idiot!"

Hearing his words, Xiao Yu's expression grew even colder, and he gripped the Dragon Gall Spear tightly in his hand.

"Oh dear, he seems angry!"

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