"Jiang Niangzi, the thing you gave me really works. Those crows can't get close to me at all."

Mo Yunhan then noticed the hollowed-out gold Bagua mirror hanging around his neck, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Jiang Qingwan ignored them, broke free from Mo Yunhan's hand, and walked towards the pile of minced meat.

Just as Ye Qi was about to follow, she suddenly heard Mo Yunhan say, "You look quite pretty wearing it."

Just moments ago, Ye Qi was very excited, but suddenly a chill ran down his spine.

The Bagua mirror around his neck seemed to have gained a thousand pounds in an instant.

Mo Yunhan, however, had already shifted his gaze and walked toward Jiang Qingwan.

"Did you find anything?"

Jiang Qingwan didn't answer, but instead looked up and asked, "What else did you just hear?"

A dark and ambiguous light flashed in Mo Yunhan's eyes.

He paused for a moment, then spoke in a deep voice.

"The Imperial Palace."

"The Imperial Palace?"

Jiang Qingwan frowned.

"Was it the hunchbacked man who said that?"

Mo Yunhan shook his head.

Jiang Qingwan's expression grew increasingly solemn.

Could it be that the demon-suppressing technique really originated from the royal family?

Mo Yunhan looked at her furrowed brows.

"Jiang Qingwan, what are you investigating in the culvert? Tell me, and I might be able to help you."

The pieces of meat on the ground left no trace.

She composed herself, stood up, and patted her skirt.

"I wanted to see who made the Bagua mirror. Since the person is dead, let's just forget about it and go."

Mo Yunhan grabbed her arm, his jaw clenched, his aura suddenly dropping, and even his voice became hoarse.

"Jiang Qingwan, why are you investigating the demon-suppressing demon? What exactly is it?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ye Qi dared not go forward, and turned his back to take two steps away, wary of his surroundings.

Jiang Qingwan thought for a moment.

If the demon-suppressing technique truly originated from the imperial palace.

This man is surrounded by dangers.

After a moment's thought, she slowly spoke.

“The demon-suppressing demon is the culprit behind your unbearable leg pain. Now the clues point directly to the palace, but I can’t investigate. Be careful, lest I save you only to be killed by the person behind the demon-suppressing demon.”

What she said was only half true.

Mo Yunhan was also unsure for the moment.

Ye Qi, a few steps away, suddenly became alert.

"There's a hidden weapon!"

The sound of something cutting through the air followed immediately.

Mo Yunhan instinctively pulled Jiang Qingwan into his arms.

Using its hearing to quickly dodge, it hesitated for a moment after a few leaps.

While protecting Jiang Qingwan's shoulder, he was instantly pierced by a short arrow, blood soaking his robes and revealing the bone.