However, Yao'er was still fine when he left.
"So what do you mean?" Mo Yufan did not answer, but threw the question back to Guan Muxi.
Guan Muxi sneered, "My meaning couldn't be more obvious. You are the most suspicious."
Mo Yufan blushed and argued, "Although I was close to Yao'er, I would never kill her."
Besides, this is Youlan City! It's not the Beast Taming Sect. He wouldn't be stupid enough to do such a thing.
An Zeyan slowly stood up from his seat, each movement appearing steady and powerful.
He walked towards Mo Yufan with firm steps, step by step, as if the air in the whole room became heavy with his movement.
When he finally stopped in front of Mo Yufan, his originally deep eyes were now like sharp blades, piercing straight at the other party.
He stared into Mo Yufan's eyes and questioned him word by word, "Then how do you explain the scar on her neck?"
Mo Yufan only felt a chill rising from his spine and spreading throughout his body in an instant.
He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his forehead, only to find that his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Faced with such sharp questioning from An Zeyan, his brain was working rapidly, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation to deal with the current situation.
However, before Mo Yufan could answer, a powerful pressure suddenly emanated from An Zeyan.
This pressure was like an invisible mountain, pressing heavily on Mo Yufan, making his already trembling legs almost unable to support the weight of his body.
But Mo Yufan gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold on without falling.
Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground, splashing small water droplets.
At the same time, the veins on his forehead bulged out due to excessive force, as if they would burst at any time.
Not only that, due to excessive pressure, a trace of blood even began to seep from the corner of his mouth, making him look very embarrassed.
At this moment, Hu Yi, who had been standing silently by the side, tilted his head and looked at everything happening in front of him with a puzzled look on his face.
She muttered to herself, "Didn't they say that woman wasn't strangled to death? She was poisoned! Why is the master and Miss Xiaoxi singing the same tune here? What on earth are they trying to do?"
On the other side, Guan Muxi watched the development of the situation calmly.
There seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between her and An Zeyan. Although they didn't communicate much, their cooperation with each other was seamless, making it difficult to grasp their true intentions.
"I...said."
Mo Yufan finally couldn't bear it anymore and uttered two words with difficulty.
After he said these two words, he instantly felt relieved.
An Zeyan narrowed his eyes slightly, "If you lie, your crime will be even more serious."
Mo Yufan quickly shook his head, "I swear on the honor of Tianyi Sect that I will never hide anything."
He was really scared now. The mayor of Youlan City was so powerful that even his aunt was probably not as strong as him.
"It was indeed me who caused the wound on Yao'er's neck."
As Mo Yufan spoke, he lowered his head slightly, a barely perceptible blush on his face. He stretched out his right hand somewhat embarrassedly and gently touched the tip of his nose.
He looked like a child who had done something wrong, which made people feel pity for him.
"To be honest, I have a special hobby during intercourse, which is to strangle my partner. As for the purple marks on Yao'er's neck, they were actually just caused by us being too intense at the time."
Mo Yufan raised his head and looked at everyone with a frank gaze, as if he wanted to alleviate everyone's doubts and accusations about his behavior through such an explanation.
However, when Guan Muxi heard these words, her originally tense face instantly became distorted.
I saw her covering her mouth tightly, trying hard to hold back the laughter that was about to burst out.
The way she couldn't help laughing was so funny. If she hadn't tried her best to restrain herself, she would have laughed so hard that she would have fallen over and was shaking all over.
Sure enough, just as Guan Muxi had guessed before, the truth of the matter was so absurd and bizarre.
However, since the parties involved have already admitted it themselves and given an explanation, there is nothing more for others to say.
At this moment, the madam, who had been standing silently nearby, finally spoke up: "Ah, this kind of situation isn't uncommon here. There are indeed some customers with unusual fetishes."
After saying this, the madam shook her head helplessly, as if she was no longer surprised by such things.
If Yao'er wasn't strangled to death, then who poisoned her?
Guan Muxi turned his head suspiciously, his eyes fixed on Yao'er lying on the bed.
He just raised his jade hand slightly, and a stream of spiritual power gushed out from his palm and instantly penetrated into Yao'er's body.
After a while, a ball of bright red blood, wrapped in spiritual power, slowly moved out of Yao'er's body.
Guan Muxi carefully placed the blood into a crystal clear bottle.
Then some unknown things were added into it.
In a moment, the blood in the bottle began to undergo miraculous changes, as if an invisible force was stirring it.
Guan Muxi stared at the bottle intently, and saw the color of the blood quickly change from the original dark red to a deep dark purple. She couldn't help but curl up a meaningful smile on her lips.
Then, she used her spiritual power again, controlling the bottle to fly in front of everyone as lightly as a dancing butterfly.
The bottle drew a graceful arc in the air and then landed steadily in front of the madam.
Guan Muxi stared at the madam and asked slowly, "Mom, when you came in just now, did you notice anything strange on Miss Yao'er's face?"
Upon hearing this, the madam hurried forward and carefully examined the blood in the bottle that had already changed color.
However, she was completely clueless about these matters and could only shake her head blankly, saying, "This... as a brothel owner, I really can't make any sense of it. I just remember that when she first came in, there seemed to be a little white foam at the corner of Yao'er's mouth. It was urgent at the time, so I wiped it off with a handkerchief."
After saying that, she thought for a moment, and as if she suddenly remembered something, she nodded hurriedly and added.
"Oh! Yes, yes, that's it."
Guan Muxi nodded slightly, then continued, "In that case, could you please take out that handkerchief for me to see?"
The madam did not dare to delay and quickly agreed. She then reached into her waist and after fumbling for a while, she finally took out a beautifully embroidered handkerchief.
Guan Muxi used his spiritual power to get the handkerchief into his hands.
She sniffed it and obviously knew what the poison was.
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