Chapter 121 Let's solve this using the methods of the martial arts world.

The man with the goatee confessed, "The person who came to place the order was a young girl dressed as a maid. She was probably afraid of being recognized, so she kept her face covered with a light veil."

Judging from her very elegant attire, she was definitely not from an ordinary wealthy family. She must have been from the mansion of an official, and the master she served must have been a prominent figure.

The man with the goatee stopped mid-sentence, looking as if he had already explained everything. Seeing his lack of cooperation, Gu Nanxiao and Qi Jinxiu's expressions both turned cold.

Seeing that the two big shots were about to get angry, Goatee felt a chill on his neck and immediately continued, "Although I didn't recognize which mansion the little maid came from, the person who helped introduce the business is an acquaintance of our line of work."

Given the current tight security, we generally wouldn't dare to take on such jobs; we only accept orders brought in by acquaintances.

"But...but...if I expose this acquaintance, the officials might find an employer, but our reputation will be ruined, and we'll never be able to make a living in this line of work again."

Gu Nanxiao sneered and said, "Aren't you guys overthinking this? If you dare to touch my woman, not only will you not be able to make a living in this industry, you'll have eaten your fill of food in the mortal world."

Therefore, you don't need to worry about how to live, just how to die. Providing useful information will earn you a quick and painless death.

Gu Nanxiao, the Commander of the Imperial Guard, was a figure of immense prestige known throughout the capital. He could raid the residences of even the highest-ranking officials without hesitation. Officials below the third rank were executed without any evidence being presented.

I heard that when he first took office, a second-rank official's home was raided. The old lady in their household was being unreasonable and refused to comply with the law. Without saying a word, Gu Nanxiao drew his sword and beheaded the old woman on the spot.

From that time on, Gu Nanxiao's name became synonymous with Rakshasa. He killed countless powerful officials, royal relatives, and courtiers.

Now, if he says he wants to kill those three nobodys, no one will doubt that he can do it.

The goatee and his companions, who had been so confident just moments before, were now trembling with fear, like fallen leaves in a cold wind, ready to be swept away by the merciless storm at any moment.

Their eyes were filled with terror, their lips trembled slightly, but they couldn't utter a single word. Fine beads of sweat covered the forehead of the man with the goatee, sliding down his cheeks and dripping to the ground with a soft but clearly audible sound.

His hands clenched involuntarily, his knuckles turning white from the force, as if he were bound tightly by an invisible net of fear, unable to move.

The air around them seemed to freeze; only the heavy breathing of the three men could be heard echoing in the room, clearly indicating that they were terrified.

Suddenly, images of his elderly mother's graying temples, his young son's innocent smile, and his wife's parting words flashed through his mind, and tears instantly blurred his vision.

He crawled on his knees to Gu Nanxiao, pleading in a tearful voice, "Your Highness, spare my life! I have elderly parents and young children to support."

"I was confused for a moment and made such a mistake. I beg you to show mercy. I am willing to serve you like a slave to repay your kindness in sparing my life!"

Tears mingled with sweat, streaming down his face. His companions, recovering from their initial shock, also cried out and begged for mercy. The room was instantly filled with pleas and sobs, a sound too painful to bear.

Gu Nanxiao remained unmoved, his face cold. His gaze was as sharp as ice as he stared directly at the man with the goatee. He slowly raised his hand and gently waved it.

The guards beside him immediately understood, stepped forward, pulled the man behind the goatee up from the ground, and dragged him aside.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Gu Nanxiao's lips, his tone filled with unwavering resolve. He said, enunciating each word clearly, "It seems you don't understand what I'm saying?"

With that, he waved his hand lightly, and the guards immediately dragged the man they had just been holding back out. His desperate cries and pleas stopped abruptly outside the door.

The room was eerily quiet, with only the sounds of blood splattering and heads rolling on the ground.

The younger assassin was truly terrified this time. He could only stare at the goatee with his tear-stained eyes, his gaze filled with expectation and helplessness, as if saying, "Save me, I don't want to die."

His lips twitched slightly, but he was too frightened to make a sound. Only tears kept sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto his trembling hands.

Seeing this, Goatee was filled with even greater grief. This young man was his own nephew, who had only sought refuge with this small gang because he had nowhere else to turn.

He was a latecomer to the business and knew nothing about it; he had no idea who the employer was. The man with the goatee knew that if he didn't confess now, they would suffer a terrible fate.

Thinking of his deceased sister and his nephew's age, he felt too ashamed to go to the afterlife and meet his elder sister.

Qi Jinxiu saw that the man with the goatee was gritting his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes, as if he were weighing something. He guessed that the man was probably afraid that if he betrayed the organization's internal information, he would not escape death when he returned.

At this moment, Qi Jinxiu coldly ordered his subordinates, "Yun Yi, find out which gang these people belong to. From now on, they can disappear from the martial arts world!"

Upon hearing this, the man with the goatee was first shocked, but then he realized that given the strength of the Heavenly Rain Pavilion, this statement was no exaggeration. However, for him, this was actually a good thing.

If the organization is gone, no one will hold them accountable anymore. Those above will only think that they took on a business they shouldn't have and messed up.

Then he could take advantage of the organization's suppression to flee far away with his wife and children. Now that he had no more worries, the man with the goatee decisively spoke up:

"The person in charge of contacting us was a local tyrant in the eastern part of the city, named Liu Tiaozi. He had connections with many officials and was responsible for bringing in business for us, making a living by lending money at exorbitant interest rates."

If the nobles want to know who hired the killer, they should go to the old house at the end of Shuntian Hutong. That's where Liu Tiaozi keeps women in Kyoto.

It is said that he is usually very careful and slippery, making him difficult to catch. Every so often, he would stay there for a few days.

After confessing, Goatee slumped to the ground like a deflated balloon, his mind filled with thoughts of the people he had killed over the past few years.

Every family has elderly and young members, and before they die, they will all kneel down and beg for mercy, just like him. If they are killed and the servants on night duty see it, they will also kill them to silence them.

He never imagined he would die a peaceful death after embarking on this path. Only when the day actually came did he realize his mistake.

Gu Nanxiao waved his hand, ordering his men to take the two men out and dispose of them. Mo Yuming nodded in understanding and went to apprehend them without a word. He first silenced them by pressing their pressure points, and then dragged them out.

Only then did Gu Nanxiao remember Yunxi sitting on the bed. Afraid that his ruthless side would displease her, he immediately went closer and explained:

“Hunters like them, who kill and rob, have countless lives on their hands. They never care whether the people they kill are good or bad; as long as someone pays, they will take lives.”

But how many people who hire hitmen are truly good? Therefore, the people they serve are mostly malicious individuals.

Yunxi could tell that Gu Nanxiao was trying his best to explain to her that it was really unnecessary. After all, she didn't think that just because she hadn't been killed, she should be a saint and forgive an assassin who had attempted murder.

Whether they were masterminds or accomplices, they are not worthy of forgiveness. In modern law, intentional homicide is punishable by death, especially since they are repeat offenders who make a living from it.

Qi Jinxiu suddenly spoke up, addressing Gu Nanxiao: "Let's not go through the officials this time, shall we? If the investigation leads to a daughter of an official, it will probably end up being a mess again."

Last time, the Prince's handling of the matter was all bark and no bite, which was already very unfair to Yunxi. Since they've mobilized martial arts forces this time, let's resolve it using martial arts methods!