Zhu Xiechi's breath hitched. This woman had turned the tables on him. After all, Mosquito Daoist had escaped from his grasp, so if things were really investigated, he should be held primarily responsible.

He was also frustrated. Mosquito Taoist was a notorious villain in the world, and her skills were truly amazing. Her years of being hunted down had honed her unparalleled escape skills. Despite having so many people on his side and having the upper hand, she still managed to escape.

As for those demonic cult members, they also took advantage of the chaos to escape.

Although the direction in which the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult fled with her subordinates was exactly where Chu Chuyan was pointing, she clearly let them pass on purpose.

Unfortunately, while her explanation was reasonable, she had no evidence of her own.

His expression was uncertain when someone came in to report: "Report, something has been found in the backyard."

He was taken aback, and hurriedly got up to check. The others followed out out of curiosity.

Upon entering the backyard, one sees a simple tombstone, and the graves inside have been dug up, revealing more than a dozen corpses laid out.

"Who are these people? Are they members of the Demonic Sect?" Zhu Xie Chixin frowned.

At that moment, a trembling voice came: "No, they are warriors of our Sang family."

Zhu Xie looked at Sang Qian with a critical eye: "Why did your people die here? Judging from their attire, they seem to be disguised as staff members of this inn. What exactly are you trying to do?"

"I only received intelligence that someone wanted to harm my father, so I was worried and brought people to protect him along the way..." Sang Qian roughly explained the whole story. To avoid trouble, she omitted their plan to actively rescue Zu An and instead claimed that they accidentally stumbled upon members of the Demonic Sect bringing Zu An to stay at the hotel.

“These members of the Demonic Cult are truly ruthless.” Zhu Xie Chixin suddenly felt strange. “Then who buried these people? Surely the Demonic Cult wouldn’t be so kind as to bury them and even erect a monument for them.”

Although these people did not have heavy coffins, it was clear that they were buried with great care. Each person's appearance and clothes were tidied up, and they were even thoughtfully wrapped in a mat to serve as a coffin.

“It must have been Zu An who buried it.” Chu Chuyan spoke up at this moment. She looked at the handwriting on the tombstone and blushed. “Her handwriting is so ugly yet so unique. There’s no one else but her.”

Then someone else found the half of the tombstone that had been accidentally broken off during the previous excavation, and sure enough, it had the words "Zu Anli" written on it.

“Zu’an…” Looking at the crooked words “Tomb of the Righteous Men” on the simple tombstone, Sang Qian was in a daze, her eyes moist. She suddenly understood why her sister-in-law had fallen for that guy.

"Achoo!" Zuan on the other side sneezed loudly and muttered to himself, "I wonder which girl is thinking about me again."

Pei Mianman, who was next to him, snorted: "You are the most shameless person I have ever met."