"The situation is turning grim," one said.
"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.
...
Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...
"Second Master! Second Master!" Liu De shouted urgently from the living room toward the bedroom.
Li Changzhou gave Li Biwei a wink. Li Biwei could have stayed put and said that she was heartbroken because her eldest brother had died and had come to find her second brother, but a guilty person always does things that make them feel guilty. She hurriedly hid in the wardrobe.
Thankfully, I didn't hide under the covers.
The little radish is inside the blanket.
She curled up next to Li Changzhou, hugging her knees, almost rolling herself into a ball—still giving the impression that she was constantly muttering, 'You can't see me, you can't see me.'
"Come in." Li Changzhou grasped the Gu worm that had crawled out of his chest.
"Second Master," Liu De rushed in, his face contorted with urgency, "the First Master is dead!"
"Dead? Who died?" Li Changzhou was stunned.
—I've never encountered Gu before, and the King Cobra can only be cured of the corresponding poison after ingesting the poison (except for snake venom).
—Li Biwei, this woman...
"Grandpa, Grandpa Li Bichang is dead! He died in his house at Baxianqiao. Also dead at the same time were Wan Quan of the Beggar Clan, Wu Aifang of the Western-style Qipao Shop, Sun Kedan of the Iron Gallant Martial Arts School, Xie Yushu, chairman of Songcheng Commercial Bank, British missionary Dane, and Zhang Yifeng and Xu Maoshu, the Taoist sect's prized disciples."
—...Very threatening, but must be killed—
First of all, it's uncertain whether you still have any Gu worms in your body.
Secondly, he finds it difficult to harm his "sister," and Li Biwei's intention to use the spell on him wasn't out of hatred—men are generally less concerned about love turning into hate when it comes to women.
—Actually, killing her wouldn't be a problem. It's just a piece of history from the past. Li Biwei is long dead. But the most important thing is that Yang Qinglan recently issued an imperial edict—do not do evil even if it is insignificant.
"in addition--"
"What else?" Li Changzhou asked.
But we can't just let her go, because she might be a threat to us.
"Furthermore," Liu De hesitated for a moment, "Second Master, you had the body of the assassin hanging on the city gate appear at the crime scene, and someone said... it was you..."
Liu De only dared to convey the meaning, not to say the whole thing.
Outsiders only had suspicions, but he knew that Li Changzhou truly had the ability to kill, and the assassin's corpse was the best evidence.
Li Changzhou lay back on the bed thoughtfully, his hands behind his head.
After a while, he asked, "Where is the commander?"
"They've gone to the scene!" Liu De hurriedly said. "Second Master, do you think we should go too?"
Li Changzhou pondered for a moment, then said, "Go prepare the car."
"Yes." Liu De quickly withdrew.
As soon as he left, Li Biwei came out of the closet.
"Second brother, aren't you afraid of being gossiped about if you're so perfunctory? At least make your act of innocence more convincing." She complained slightly, but her face was full of smiles.
"You can't escape trouble, whether you pretend or not. You should go back and pack your things, and come with me later."
"good."
Li Biwei knew that now was not the time for romance, so she quickly returned to her courtyard and dressed up to look sorrowful.
Li Changzhou took out his right hand from behind his head, straightened his wrist, and opened his palm. The king cobra swam out from the void, ate the Gu worm in his palm, and then bit Li Changzhou's right arm.
Once the king cobra released its grip and returned to the void, Li Changzhou threw off the covers and sat up.
"Let's go!" He grabbed the little radish that was still curled up there.
To keep Little Radish close to him, he deliberately wore a long gown and a mandarin jacket today, with Little Radish hiding in the wide sleeves.
"Remember, warn me if there's any danger."
"Can't you just hide?" Little Radish was extremely dissatisfied and unwilling, and couldn't talk to Li Changzhou at all.
'I might as well kill her and use the life-saving technique on myself.' The thought flashed through Li Changzhou's mind.
"Okay, okay, I know!" Little Radish trembled as he hid in his sleeve.
Li Changzhou smiled slightly. Even for Li Qianxia's sake, he wouldn't kill Xiao Luobo, but he could try to strip living players of their skills (of course, he would test it on other players first).
Li Changzhou and Li Biwei rushed to the crime scene by car.
"Second Master, I'm sorry, but the Commander-in-Chief has ordered that no one is allowed to enter." An officer stopped them.
The house was surrounded by layers of people, making it impossible to get through. No matter how skilled one was in martial arts, in the face of so many guns, the only options were death and escape.
"Can't we go in either?" Li Biwei shouted.
The officer looked troubled: "Third Miss, the Commander-in-Chief specifically instructed that Second Master and you are not allowed to enter."
Li Biwei's beautiful features darkened slightly as she looked at Li Changzhou.
"Go back." Li Changzhou said expressionlessly.
The two returned to the car, where the atmosphere was heavy and tense.
“Second Brother, Li Xinghua probably really suspects you,” Li Biwei said.
Li Changzhou remained silent.
After a while, Liu De, who was sitting in the front, couldn't help but speak up: "Second Master, you are now the only son of the Marshal. The Marshal is angry right now but hasn't questioned you. After a while, when the Marshal's anger subsides, he will definitely forgive you."
Li Biwei sneered: "There's no other choice."
“Whether it’s because we had no other choice or not, the current situation is already the best possible one.” Li Changzhou suddenly laughed, showing no sadness or worry whatsoever.
Li Biwei laughed, and then Liu De laughed too.
With Li Bichang dead, Li Changzhou became the sole heir. Who on the train wouldn't be overjoyed? Even the driver felt he was about to strike it rich.
“By the way, sir,” Liu De dropped the word “two,” “will the peony ball the day after tomorrow still be held?”
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