"So we need to act quickly and get the clues left by Li Gan before that person in the palace can react. Only in this way can the remnants of the Nanli clan avoid being caught in the crossfire and being wiped out," Shang Xiye explained to Ji Fengming through telepathy.

They happened to arrive at the entrance of the Prince's Mansion.

Outside the mansion gate, Wuying was already there with three hundred armored guards, fully equipped and ready to go.

Ji Fengming was dumbfounded:

That's the speed at which they mobilized the army!

This must have been prepared in advance by someone with precognitive abilities, right?

When Shang Xiye, Ji Fengming, and Wuying arrived at the Nanli Prince's Mansion, the gates were tightly closed. From the outside, nothing seemed amiss, but once they broke through the gates, they found servants rushing about, all looking anxious.

Further inside, the noise and arguments intensified.

"Both of my cousins ​​have passed away. According to the order of seniority, I am the eldest, and I should inherit the family business!"

"You're the eldest, stop flattering yourself. You're good at everything – drinking, gambling, whoring, and everything else. If we hand over the family business to you, we'll all be starving within six months! I'm a shrewd businessman. If I inherit the family business, I'll make sure the assets double within three years, and everyone can live a prosperous life!"

"Stop making empty promises. With such a wealthy family fortune, even without your business dealings, everyone can live a life of luxury and comfort. For our Nanli clan, the only way to have a future is to enter officialdom. I am about to pass the imperial examination, so of course I should inherit the family business. Once I become an official and enter the court, I will surely restore our clan's glory!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Fengming sneered, "Oh ho, you're all quite good at patting yourselves on the back. If you're all so capable, how did you manage to bring about the downfall of Nanli?"

The preface fell silent.

The group of people who had been arguing incessantly turned around at the same time: "Hey kid, who are you?"

Black Owl, who had been listening to the commotion, leisurely leaped down from the rooftop and walked in beside Shang Xiye. He used his spiritual power to enter his voice and said in a deep voice, "The Ninth Prince has arrived!"

That low groan was like a thunderclap.

The people from Li Nan in the courtyard immediately felt their knees buckle and involuntarily knelt down: "Ninth... Ninth Prince..."

Shang Xiye glanced at these good-for-nothing cowards and said to Wuying, "Keep an eye on them and don't let them run around; if anyone insists on running around, break their legs."

"Yes, Your Highness!" Wuying solemnly accepted the order.

"Where is the body of the King of Nanli?" Shang Xi asked Hei Xiao at night.

Black Owl pointed to the courtyard gate beside him and said, "Over there, in his own bedroom; before he died, he ordered people to carry Li Cang's body there as well."

Shang Xiye, Hei Xiao, and Ji Fengming entered the room of Nanli King Li Gan. The interior decoration and furnishings were quite luxurious.

Most of those ornaments and decorations were royal items they brought from Nanli. Shang Xiye hadn't confiscated them all back then, nor had Shang Xiche made them hand over.

It should be noted that the royal families of the Northern Kingdom and the Western Kingdom had all their property confiscated and then dispersed to various prefectures and counties throughout the country.

Before they were exiled, Shang Xiche even had people change their names and identities so that they would no longer know who was who.

Then they would be demoted to commoners or sold into slavery, so that they would never be able to reunite or rise again.

Therefore, the treatment given to the royal family of Li Nan is truly unique.

The bodies of Li Gan and Li Cang were in the bedroom.

Li Gan lay on his back on his bed, his clothes neat, his bedding clean, and his curtains hanging, as if he had just taken a nap and had not yet woken up.

Li Cang, lying on the soft couch under the bed, had a somewhat ferocious look in his eyes, which were covered by a white silk.