However, Su Mo would not let him die so easily.

Su Mo sealed his acupuncture points with sword energy, so that he could live longer but also suffer longer.

Su Mo walked towards him step by step, and the blood from the tip of the sword dripped onto the ground.

There was not a trace of expression on Su Mo's face: "I don't like killing. I kill people without feeling anything."

The first time I killed someone, I felt nothing.

No matter how many people I kill, I still don’t feel anything.

But this is the most terrifying thing.

How cold-blooded does one have to be to be indifferent to murder?

This is a madman!

A complete madman in the guise of a rich man!

No, the madman still has some feelings, but this man has nothing.

Guo Huan always thought that he was the most special one, but after meeting Su Mo tonight, he realized what a true pervert was.

A fear surged up in his heart almost uncontrollably. He collapsed to the ground, using his only remaining right arm to drag his body, which was convulsing in pain, back little by little.

Even though it was useless.

He was just instinctively afraid of the person in front of him.

This time, it was Su Mo who looked down at him.

Suddenly, Su Mo threw him a bottle of hemostatic powder.

Guo Huan looked at Su Mo with cold sweat, not understanding why Su Mo would give him this? Wasn't he here to avenge Qin Canglan?

Shouldn't he have killed himself?

Or... does he want to capture me alive?

"I like hunting." Su Mo said seriously.

Guo Huan was stunned.

How did it get to the point of hunting?

Su Mo said, "After applying the medicine, I will let you go. I will follow you until I find the leader of the White Lotus Sect. If you are caught by the imperial soldiers on the way, I will not save you."

Guo Huan gritted his teeth and said, "I... won't take you to see the leader..."

Su Mo asked coldly: "Do you have any other choice? Or let me put it another way, is there anyone else who dares to take you in?"

As a wanted criminal by the imperial court, where else could Guo Huan find shelter except from the White Lotus Sect?

If Guo Huan wants to survive, he must seek refuge with the leader.

But in this way, he would definitely lead the way for Su Mo.

Su Mo said: "You can try to get rid of me, or you can kill yourself now. If you die, I won't be able to track down the White Lotus Sect leader through you. In addition, if I track you down, the first person I will kill will be you. Because by then, you will no longer be of any use to me."

Guo Huan suddenly understood what Su Mo meant by hunting.

From this moment on, he was Su Mo's prey. He could try to escape or call for help, but the hunter would never let him go.

Su Mo said calmly: "Don't let me down."

…

Imperial Observatory.

Wei Ting, who had been in a coma for four days and four nights, finally woke up.

But he felt dizzy, as if his brain was about to be blown apart.

Also, he felt sore all over, as if he was suffering from sleep paralysis.

It was indeed sleep paralysis, and there was not just one ghost, but three naughty little ghosts.

Wei Ting removed the gauze and his hand healed.

He got up, washed and went next door.

Su Cheng was talking to Qin Canglan.

Qin Canglan's condition is getting better day by day, and now he can barely sit up.

Su Cheng saw Wei Ting and said, "Son-in-law! You're awake!"

"Dad." Wei Ting greeted him, his eyes fell on Qin Canglan's face, a hint of suspicion flashed across his eyes.

How long had he slept? How could the old Protector of the Country be so energetic?

Su Cheng stood up: "Okay, Dad!"

Wei Ting was even more surprised.

Even dad is called?

What on earth did he miss? After Su Cheng left, Wei Ting came to the bed and sat down.

Since the misunderstanding was resolved, the relationship between the two families has eased a lot, but it cannot be said that they love each other very much.

Wei Ting said politely: "Your injury has recovered well."

"Thanks to the children, I won't die." Qin Canglan said, "Your mother has been here."

Conversations between military commanders were always straightforward, without beating around the bush.

"Really?" Wei Ting murmured.

Qin Canglan said: "I have also heard about your grandfather's affairs."

"He is not my grandfather." Wei Ting did not admit it and would never admit it.

Qin Canglan nodded with satisfaction: "That's good. I was afraid that you would admit it, and it would be troublesome to kill you in the end."

Wei Ting said with a sharp gaze: "I will avenge my grandfather, father and brothers myself."

Qin Canglan said: "Your grandfather's death was indeed planned by him, and your father's... there is no evidence yet. He wanted to kill your father. As for your brothers... he must have made a mistake, but it was also caused by him, which is unforgivable."

Qin Canglan was a little out of breath after talking so much.

Wei Ting looked at the huge loquat that had not been peeled on the table, took it and continued peeling it.

"The underworld organization that your grandfather destroyed thirty years ago should be the predecessor of the White Lotus Sect. Although I was not there at the time, I heard a lot about it afterwards. Jiange sounds like an upright underworld organization, but it secretly transported salt and mined iron ore privately, and captured many able-bodied men as laborers. The local government office was in cahoots with them, and someone risked his life to go to the capital to file a complaint. Only then did your grandfather follow the order and lead his troops to the south to suppress them."

Qin Canglan spoke very slowly, and by the time he had finished speaking, Wei Ting had finished peeling the loquats.

"Can I eat it?" Wei Ting asked him.

"I can eat a little." Qin Canglan said.

Wei Ting really gave him a shave... a little.

Looking at the tiny diced loquats on the plate, Qin Canglan was stunned.

He swallowed and looked straight at the big loquat in Wei Ting's hand: "This can't be wasted."

"Oh." Wei Ting threw the loquat into his mouth.

Qin Canglan: “…”

Wei Ting: "Please continue."

Qin Canglan: But now I would rather beat you to death.

The main reason was that Qin Canglan was cheating and he couldn’t let his precious granddaughter know, so he could only swallow this loss.

Qin Canglan told what happened that night during the bandit suppression campaign.

There is not much to elaborate on the process of the cleanup. For a general of the third rank who assists the country, isn't it easy for him to wipe out a gang organization?

At the end, Wu Anjun ran into Mo Guiyuan who came with a sword.

Wu Anjun asked him who he was and what he was doing there. Mo Guiyuan was the real master of Jiange at that time. He saw that Jiange had been destroyed and his son was dead, and he was a step too late after all.

In order to save his life, he had to lie and say that his son was killed by Jiange some time ago, and that he came tonight to find the scum of Jiange and die together with them.

Wu Anjun said: "No need, this sect has been wiped out by the court, and there will be no more Jian Pavilion in the world in the future."

Mo Guiyuan burst into tears: "Thank you, General Wei, for avenging my son!"

At that moment, Mo Guiyuan planted the seeds of hatred and was determined to make a comeback, destroy Wu'an Jun, and destroy the imperial court.

…

There is a Zhaixing Tower in the Imperial Astronomical Observatory, which is said to have got its name because it is so high that people can pluck stars. There is an open-air observatory on the seventh floor of the Zhaixing Tower.

Sikong Yun was standing on the observatory at this moment, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the boundless sky.

Yu Feng asked: "Master, are you observing the stars again?"

Sikong Yun said with interest: "Interesting, really interesting, the fate of the general star has changed, and the Purple Star has also moved."

Yu Feng was stunned: "Purple Star, isn't that... the Emperor Star?!"

(End of this chapter)