Fang Duobing suddenly realized: "So the only people who can do this are those who have a close relationship with the head of Qingshan Sect."

"And the gold foil on Master Qingshan's lips is particularly thick." Li Lianhua wiped off the gold foil on Master Qingshan's lips and continued, "This is because he vomited blood before he died, and the murderer covered it with gold foil."

Li Huashi pursed her lips, took out a handkerchief and wiped Li Lianhua's fingers: "You have never touched my lips."

Li Lian let Li Huashi wipe his fingers, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.

What's so good about an old man's vinegar?

Fang Duobing rolled his eyes in disgust.

Li Lianhua: "Look at his posture, his shoulders are drooping and his body is leaning forward. Someone must have injured him from behind. If you scrape off the gold foil behind him, you may still see traces of serious injuries."

Seeing that Li Lianhua let Li Huashi hold him still, Fang Duobing snorted coldly and walked over to scrape off the gold foil behind the golden statue.

Fang Duobing looked at the revealed marks and was surprised: "Is this... the Five Poison Palm?"

Li Lianhua: "I didn't expect you to recognize him at such a young age."

Fang Duobing: "Of course I recognize it, this Five Poison Palm is the famous skill of Xin Lei, the Thunder Hand of the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance, but I didn't expect him to be hiding in Lingshan Sect for all these years.

The purpose of your coming to Jiazhou this time is related to the remnants of the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance, right? Could it be that someone paid to buy the lives of the Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance again?"

Li Huashi curled her lips and sneered: "It's none of your business."

Fang Duobing: "You!! Are rude!!"

Li Lianhua: . . .