Chapter 238: No Martial Ethics

Then, there was a loud shout: "Who hurt my son?!"

The tall figure of Anle Hou appeared in front of the door, and his powerful aura spread from the outside to the inside.

When Anle Hou's wife saw him, two lines of tears suddenly burst out of her eyes, sobbing: "Marquis..."

Anle Hou looked at her comfortingly, and then his eyes fixed on Jiang Zhiyu. Jiang Zhiyu just frowned when she saw his eyes, and then she saw Anle Hou soar into the air, and his right fist was as fast as lightning, rushing straight to Jiang Zhiyu's face. The crowd immediately cried

out in surprise, He Yanting narrowed his eyes slightly, and spread his palm under his sleeves.

Jiang Kangan's face changed, and he took a few steps forward to block Jiang Zhiyu, but Jiang Zhiyu was faster than him and dodged him.

Jiang Zhiyu opened his hand, and his small palm actually wrapped Anlehou's powerful fist completely. Anlehou's eyes were full of surprise. Jiang Zhiyu exerted force, and with a click, Anlehou's clenched right hand drooped down at a weird angle.

[A sneak attack, right? No martial ethics!]

Anlehou endured the pain and retracted his right hand, but he didn't give up. His left fist spun forward from his waist without hesitation, and he raised his arm and swung it. A huge and powerful fist blasted out, as terrifying as a giant dragon splitting the ground.

Jiang Zhiyu sighed lightly, turned his wrist, and went straight forward without dodging.

The table was instantly broken into pieces by the two powerful impacts.

Anle Hou said in a low voice: "How did my mansion offend you? Why did you kill us so quickly!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

[Don't you have any brains in this family? ]

"Although this brain and rectum look similar, we shouldn't pretend to be stupid. I've been under the eyes of so many people. How can I kill them all?"

Jiang Zhiyu was almost so angry at this family that her mammary glands were blocked. She exerted force with her hands, and Anle Hou was shocked back until his back hit the wall, and then he stopped.

Seeing that he was about to rush up and attack, Xiao Lingyu hurried forward: "Marquis! The murderer has not been found yet. If you act like this, isn't that exactly what the murderer wants!"

While he was trying to comfort him, the shock in his heart was like a raging wave.

Jiang Zhiyu's martial arts skills were so superb that even Marquis Anle couldn't defeat her? !

Marquis Anle was no less surprised than him. He suppressed the fishy sweet taste in his throat and bowed: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, Daizong grew up with you. We have such a close relationship. I earnestly request Your Highness the Crown Prince to find out the truth and give Daizong justice!"

Seeing that he no longer had any intention of taking action, Xiao Lingyu sighed lightly, stepped forward and helped him up personally: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will find out the truth."

[What's the point of all this fuss? Can't you just talk nicely? Jiang Zhiyu was also

furious at these repeated incidents. Her voice was clear and full of warnings: "I'll say this for the last time. I have nothing to do with the death of Emperor Lu Daizong. If you still make such groundless assumptions, don't blame me."

Jiang Kangan also stepped forward and stood beside her. While checking if she was injured, he looked at Anle Hou with a warning look.

He Yanting also stood on the other side of Jiang Zhiyu.

Anle Hou's eyes were stunned when he saw He Yanting.

Why is he here?

The air was filled with tension and no one dared to speak. Xiao Lingyu sighed lightly and looked at the maids around him in a reprimand: "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and pour the tea!"

The maids seemed to wake up from a dream and their hands holding the teacups trembled slightly.

Xiao Lingyu personally picked up a cup of tea and handed it to Jiang Zhiyu: "Miss Jiang, I did wrong you just now, but Marquis Anle lost his beloved son, so he was emotionally agitated and lost his temper. But it was understandable. Miss Jiang, please be magnanimous and just laugh it off."

The prince apologized in person. If it were someone else, they would have accepted it with surprise, but Jiang Zhiyu just glanced at him: "This matter has nothing to do with the prince, and these words should not be said by the prince. Let them do it."

Xiao Lingyu's smile froze.

Marquis Anle also sneered.

He Yanting, who was standing next to Jiang Zhiyu, echoed, "Miss Jiang is right. In the final analysis, it was Marquis Anle who offended first. If we talk about compensation, it should be Marquis Anle who should pay it in person."

One was losing his sense of propriety, and the other was paying compensation. It was clear at a glance which one was more serious.

Marquis Anle stared at He Yanting with his cloudy eyes. Seeing his serious expression, Marquis Anle bit his back teeth.

Xiao Lingyu's hand holding the teacup was still raised in the air, "Yanting, this matter..."

Before he finished speaking, the teacup was taken away by Marquis Anle.

Xiao Lingyu's heart suddenly hung in the air. He was not going to drop it, was he? If he dropped it, it would be a real offense.

He complained in his heart and complained at the same time.

He is the crown prince, how can he be responsible for mediating the conflict between the two sides!

Almost everyone thinks that Anle Hou will fall, even Lu Yaozu thinks so.

Just as a smile appeared on his face, he saw Anle Hou raised the teacup and said in a rough voice: "Just now, I was angry and did something inappropriate. Miss Jiang, please don't blame me."

! ! !

Everyone was shocked, and Lu Yaozu's eyes widened and his mouth opened.

Only Anle Hou's wife sighed lightly, her eyes full of resentment.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at Anle Hou and stretched out his hand to take the teacup. Anle Hou just smiled, and then he saw Jiang Zhiyu put the teacup to his mouth, tilted his wrist, and poured all the tea on the ground.

Marquis Anle: “!!! You…”

Everyone: “!!!”

Jiang Kangan and He Yanting’s eyes suddenly showed a hint of smile.

Jiang Zhiyu raised the corner of her lips, looked at the sullen-faced Marquis Anle, and smiled: “Although you have apologized, it does not mean that I have to accept it.”

Marquis Anle’s chest rose and fell violently, and his left hand under his sleeve clenched into a fist. Lu Yaozu also stood up suddenly: “Don’t go too far!”

This is a naked humiliation!

Just when everyone thought that Marquis Anle could not help but take action, they saw Marquis Anle’s voice became hoarse, and he lowered his head slightly: “Yes, you are right.”

Lu Yaozu looked at Marquis Anle with a question mark on his head and looked at him in surprise: “Father, you…”

"Shut up!" Anle Hou interrupted him unhappily, looked at him, then at Jiang Zhiyu, and finally set his sights on He Yanting beside her: "The most urgent task is to find out the murderer who killed your brother!"

Xiao Lingyu also came back to his senses and agreed: "Yes, this is the most important thing. Where is the coroner? Have you finished the autopsy?"

The coroner who had already finished the autopsy hurried forward: "Your Highness, I have checked all the wounds. They were all killed by a single knife. However, the body of Master Lu Daizong is a little different."