【179】Clean up
Not to mention that those few of them would definitely go there alive if they explored the Canglan at night, but they would not come back alive.
Even if he took all of Mu Yuan's soldiers to attack the Canglan, he was not sure he could capture the Canglan.
Mo Yanchen is the overlord of the sea. His experience and reputation in naval warfare are comparable to his young master's experience in land warfare. He is a master of strategy and a master of military tactics.
If you want to know how powerful his young master is on land, then Mo Yanchen is just as powerful on the sea.
Although all the members of the Canglan Gang were born as pirates, they are all well-trained. When fighting, each of them is a warrior comparable to a soldier.
Besides, the soldiers his young master currently controls are less than one-tenth of Mu Yuan’s private troops.
The old villain Mu Yuan is ambitious and has hundreds of thousands of private soldiers.
If he could get all these military powers, with his son's ability to lead troops, why would he not be able to destroy the imperial city and wipe out all those evil officials involved in the Chi family case?
Chi Rui slumped on the ground, leaning against the wall behind him. The corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and tears gathered in the corners of his eyes, slowly sliding down his cheeks and finally flowing to his temples.
He subconsciously raised his hand and tried to wipe away the tear with his rough fingertips, but his movements were slow and weak.
Finally, he bent down to pick up the cracked black iron mask on the ground and put it in his arms.
Qianyu felt very distressed. Over the years, she had followed him and watched him lead troops in battle and suffer various injuries.
Moreover, he had never seen his son like this in prison, despite being tortured day and night.
Qianyu knelt on one knee, looking at Chi Rui in such pain, her heart filled with bitterness.
"Sir, this Weicheng is still Mu Yuan's Weicheng. Go in first. You are still injured."
Chi Rui nodded slightly, slowly stood up, and his eyes gradually became clear again.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and continued, "Have Xue Lingyu return immediately, and at the same time, expedite the search for Master's whereabouts. We must quickly obtain solid evidence that Mu Yuan is harming people through his alchemy, and get the deployment map of his private soldiers."
"Yes, sir." Qianyu supported Chi Rui and prepared to rest.
Suddenly, a figure hurried away from the corner door of the atrium.
Chi Rui and Qian Yu looked at each other.
Frost gathered in Chi Rui's eyes, and he said coldly: "Deal with it cleanly."
"Yes." Qianyu lowered his head and chased towards the corner gate.
Needless to say, that person must be Mu Yuan's spy planted in the mansion. I don't know how much of what they said just now was overheard.
Qianyu practiced martial arts and his lightness skills were also top-notch. He caught up with the eavesdropper in just two or three steps.
She was a maid who did chores in the mansion. Qianyu recognized her. The maid's name was Nan Yu, and she was indeed Mu Yuan's person.
Qianyu walked around a corridor, turned a corner, and blocked her at the corner of the corridor: "Nanyu."
Nan Yu heard something he shouldn't have heard, and knew he was doomed. He plopped down and knelt before Qian Yu: "Master Qian Yu, I promise I won't tell anyone what I heard. Please spare my life, Master Qian Yu."
Qianyu curled her lips, she had indeed heard everything.
His movements were as fast as lightning, and before Nan Yu could react, he had already approached.
Nan Yu opened his eyes wide in fear and wanted to call for help, but his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand and he could not make a sound. He died in an instant.
Qianyu observed the surroundings to make sure no one saw them, then dragged Nanyu's body out of the house through a side door.
The body was put into a sack, stuffed into a wooden barrel, loaded onto a cart, and pulled to a small hill in the suburbs.
He took a shovel and started digging a hole to bury the body.
He also recalled the days in Fengxian Village.
On dark and windy nights, he always helped Su Xueer deal with the corpses.
Nowadays, there is still no escape from the fate of digging a hole and burying the body.
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