Moonstone?

Ji Chenhai and Ji Fengming both felt a chill run down their spines when they saw the stone.

The Ji family has a family rule that is unknown to outsiders: no descendant of the Ji family may touch the Moon White Stone.

If one day someone offers them this moonstone, it means their nemesis is approaching and the Ji family is about to face a great calamity.

It seems that for generations, no one has ever deliberately brought the Moonstone to the Ji family.

Ji Chenhai and Ji Fengming never expected that they would encounter each other in their generation.

"Tch, pretending to be a ghost, this young master isn't easily scared." Ji Fengming kicked the moonstone away without saying a word, pretending to be oblivious and went back to his room to continue sleeping.

Ji Chenhai ignored it, simply closed the door, and said, "Go back to sleep."

A moment later, a young man in a blue robe emerged from a dark corner of the Marquis of Anping's residence and joined several masked men in black outside.

"Where did the person who visited tonight come from, and where have they been?" The young man in the blue robe spoke in a very unpleasant and irritable tone, as if he was about to start a fight.

"Young Master, that man's skills are astonishing, at least 50% better than yours and the Chief's. I simply couldn't catch up with him. But judging from the direction he went, he probably went to the palace and hasn't come out since," a masked man in black replied.

"His lightness skill is 50% better than both my father's and mys. So he's a tough opponent. I never thought there would be such a master hidden in the palace." The young man in the blue robe patted the masked man in black on the shoulder: "Let's go to the Prince's mansion and take a look."

Just as the group reached the back wall of the Ninth Prince's Mansion and prepared to jump over it, Black Owl suddenly emerged from the top of the wall, seemingly about to leave.

Upon seeing each other, both the young man in the blue robe and the black-clad owl were taken aback.

"What are you doing here?" Black Owl asked warily.

"Pfft, hahahaha!" The young man in the blue robe couldn't help but laugh first, rubbing his stomach and suppressing his laughter: "You have a good habit, just like me. We both love to jump over the wall instead of using the main entrance."

Black Owl looked completely bewildered, not understanding what was so funny, and stared at him like he was crazy.

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business. I've been tracking my nemesis all the way here. Since we've run into each other here, just ask around: has anyone unusual been to or from the Ninth Prince's residence tonight?" the young man in the blue robe asked, his shoulders trembling.

"The Princess's courtyard is plagued by insects and snakes," Black Owl said briefly, then pressed on with a puzzled look, "Why would your Eastern Dragon Gate's sworn enemies want to harm the Princess? Who are they?"

"And what about Yao'er now..." The young man in the blue robe blurted out in his haste, then quickly corrected himself, "How is the Ninth Princess Consort now?"

Are he and Xiao Yao'er that close that he even calls her by her nickname?

But when Xiao Yao'er said she didn't know him, it didn't seem like she was lying.

What exactly is the relationship between Donglongmen and Vulture Village?

Black Owl instinctively felt that the young man in the blue robe meant no harm, and said, "She's fine."

Meeting the probing gaze of the black owl, the young man in the green robe shrugged helplessly: "Don't look at me, I don't know who our nemesis is either. They only showed up for the first time tonight. Besides, our nemesis likes to throw stones around for fun, which is different from those who are trying to harm the Ninth Princess by attracting snakes and insects."

"Hmm," Black Owl said, turning to leave.

"Hey, where are you going?" The young man in the blue robe quickly caught up and reached out to grab his shoulder.

"Find the killer," Black Owl shrugged and slid away.

"Together, together!" The young man in the blue shirt followed closely behind like a stubborn plaster.

"Aren't we on different paths?" Black Owl glanced at him sideways.

“They may look different on the surface, but they might turn out to be the same as we investigate,” the young man in the blue robe said shamelessly.