When Qian Feng returned to the study and closed the door, Luo Lin stared at Lin Feifei and asked, "City Lord Lin, our Xinluo City Lord was assassinated in your study. Shouldn't you give us an explanation?"
Upon hearing Rowling's words, Zijing immediately chimed in, "That's right, you have to give us an explanation! The appearance of this assassin is too suspicious. Did you arrange it?"
Lin Feifei immediately shook her head and said, "Absolutely not!"
Taking a deep breath, Lin Feifei continued, "I don't know this assassin, and I didn't arrange for any assassin to kill Lord Luo. Besides, I had no motive to do so!"
"You still say you have no motive? Old Deng led us to investigate your city lord's mansion all over the place. You must be afraid that we'll find something out, so you..."
Before Zijing could finish speaking, Yefeng interrupted her: "Alright, stop guessing. This assassin has nothing to do with Lord Lin."
"Huh? Why? Old Deng, why are you still speaking up for her? She's the prime suspect!" Zijing said.
Qian Feng was furious, but Zijing's words made sense, and Lin Feifei was standing right next to him and even gave him a look. So he suppressed his anger and said nothing.
Ye Feng glanced at the corpse on the floor and said with a smile, "I am a Saint Realm expert. If City Lord Lin really wanted to harm me, he wouldn't have sent a True Yuan Realm assassin to kill me. For a True Yuan Realm warrior to attack me is no different from offering his head for free. I think City Lord Lin certainly understands this."
"Moreover, if I die in Nanhua City, the most suspicious person will be City Lord Lin. So as long as City Lord Lin is not out of her mind, she will definitely not do anything to me here. Even if she really wants to kill me, she will definitely wait until we leave Nanhua City and send assassins to ambush us on the way."
"So the assassin in front of us must have nothing to do with City Lord Lin. She wouldn't do something so foolish."
Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Luo Lin slowly nodded, withdrawing her questioning and scrutinizing gaze from Lin Feifei.
Zijing thought for a moment and then said, "Perhaps Lord Lin guessed that you would make this judgment, so he did the opposite. You think you are on the second level, but in fact Lord Lin is on the third level!"
"Alright, shut up." Ye Feng glared at Zi Jing, annoyed.
Suddenly, Ye Feng looked towards the doorway.
Lin Feifei also looked towards the door. As a martial artist herself, she naturally sensed that someone was hiding outside the door.
Lin Feifei frowned, strode over and opened the door. A little girl in a wheelchair appeared before everyone.
The little girl was very cute, but from the neck down, her body was covered with large areas of burns.
She sat crookedly in the wheelchair, revealing one hand and one foot, while the other hand and foot disappeared.
Moreover, there was a look of pain on her face, clearly indicating that she was in constant pain.
"Madam, Miss heard that you encountered an assassin, so she insisted on coming. I really couldn't stop her..."
The maid standing behind the wheelchair said nervously, afraid that Lin Feifei, the city lord, would blame her.
The little girl asked, "Mommy, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, I'm not hurt, don't worry... Hurry up and go back to your room, don't linger here," Lin Feifei said, giving the maid a look.
Just then, the night breeze emerged from the study.
Rowling and Bauhinia also came out of the study.
Upon seeing the little girl covered in burn scars and missing an arm and a leg, Zijing was immediately shocked and exclaimed, "What happened to this girl?!"
Lin Feifei's expression suddenly became very stiff.
Rowling quickly covered Zijing's mouth and said, "I'm sorry, she didn't mean any harm. She just speaks without thinking."
"It's nothing," Lin Feifei said, shaking her head.
Night Breeze then asked, "Is she your daughter, Cheng Nannan?"
“Yes.” Lin Feifei nodded.
Cheng Nannan was looking at Ye Feng with curiosity. Her big, bright eyes were staring intently at Ye Feng, looking him up and down.
"Are you the first King of Nanling from seven hundred years ago? The patriarch of the Luo family, the city lord of Xinluo City?" Cheng Nannan asked curiously.
"Yes, that's me." Night Breeze nodded.
"I never expected to see a living person... That's amazing!" Cheng Nannan said excitedly.
Lin Feifei looked at the maid and scolded her in a low voice, "What are you still standing here for? Take her back to her room."
"Yes, madam."
The maid nodded quickly and then pushed Cheng Nannan toward the other end of the corridor.
After Cheng Nannan and the maid disappeared around the corner, Ye Feng finally asked, "Her injuries..."
“The attack eight years ago not only killed my husband, but also seriously injured my daughter. The scars on her body are from that fire,” Lin Feifei said, her expression somewhat somber.
Ye Feng understood why Lin Feifei's daughter, Cheng Nannan, never left the City Lord's Mansion and almost never made a public appearance in Nanhua City.
With such severe injuries, including the loss of a hand and a foot, she certainly wouldn't appear in public!
"Didn't you ask a doctor to treat her?" Ye Feng asked.
"How could I not have consulted a doctor? I've consulted almost all the top doctors in the Hongtian Empire, but my daughter's injury still hasn't healed," Lin Feifei said helplessly.
Night Breeze then said, "Then I'll give it a try."
"Why don't you give it a try? You even know medicine?" Lin Feifei looked at Ye Feng with suspicion.
Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Don't forget, I'm a Saint Realm expert. Just because others can't do something doesn't mean I can't. Besides, I'm not taking your money. Even if I can't heal your daughter's injuries, you won't lose anything, right?"
Lin Feifei hesitated for a moment and said, "Of course I understand the principle of trying anything when all hope is lost, but why do you want to help me, Lord Luo? To be honest, I don't think you have any motive or reason to help me."
"Just consider it as me being overly compassionate."
Night Breeze smiled, exhaled, and said, "I think anyone with a conscience would feel compassion upon seeing such a young child with such severe injuries."
Lin Feifei finally gave up trying to persuade her. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded and said, "Alright then, Lord Luo, please come with me... But Ms. Luo Lin and this young lady guard, please go back."
"Why? This is discrimination!" Zijing shouted.
Rowling glared at Zijing, then said to Lin Feifei, "I hope our ancestor can heal your daughter's injuries."
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