Xiahou Jun snorted coldly and said, "If there were no traitors, how could the people sent by the Huangfu family know that the living dead were under the government office? If there were no traitors, how could those people know that hiding in the medicine house was the safest place? If there were no traitors, how could anyone have killed Huangfu Zhong on the way?"
This clear and well-reasoned statement comforted Wang Wu. He had been willing to follow Xiahou Chun wholeheartedly because he admired his honesty and simplicity. Now that he had made progress, he was naturally happy. But despite his happiness, he still had to ask, "So, does the lord have any suspicions?"
Xiahou Jun replied, "There is one, but he is either dead or doing something important for us out there."
"I don't quite understand what you're saying." The person Xiahou Jun was talking about didn't seem to have been assigned by him. Otherwise, how could he have no memory of this incident?
Seeing Wang Wu's bewildered expression, Xiahou Jun opened his mouth and said, "Lin Feng."
Wang Wu was shocked, "...He is in that state, it is impossible for him to speak again."
If Lin Feng hadn't become a speechless living dead before being kidnapped, Xiahou Jun would have really believed that he was the one who leaked everything. "Yes, now that he's in that state, he's no longer a suspect. We can only look for other clues. Besides him, there are the disciples of Tianshu Tower, and those people in the martial arts world who we have evidence against."
Wang Wu couldn't help but nodded and said, "It seems that if we have any important actions in the future, we must be prepared for both situations."
No matter how much he said, it was useless. Besides wasting his breath and being overheard, it was useless. "Okay, there's no point in guessing here. Besides Pavilion Master, you're the person I trust the most. You should know what to do."
Wang Wu then said, "I understand. I will immediately check each of the disciples currently in Qinghe County, and will also have people pay special attention to the Jianghu people who are participating in our activities in Qinghe County."
Xiahou Jun said, "It's good that you know what you need to do. You can go down first. I will stay here for a while. When I need you, I will send someone to notify you."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
After Wang Wu left, Xiahou Jun closed the door, spat out another mouthful of blood, and then collapsed to his knees. Grinning, Xiahou Jun stripped off his clothes, staring at the dark, purple palm print on his chest with a wry smile. "Foster father, that strike was truly brutal! If I hadn't followed your instructions and worn the gold silk soft armor, even sleeping, I'd be dead by now."
However, once Xiahou Jun closed the door, the outside of the house was thrown into complete chaos because of him. Guards A and B, who were in charge of the side door, looked at the chaotic inner courtyard with regret on their faces.
Guard A kicked the door sill and said angrily, "Oh my God, how could this happen? I thought if I bet on both sides, I would definitely not lose money, but I didn't expect that I would lose so much this time!"
As they were talking, Guard C suddenly jumped out of nowhere and interrupted them, startling them: "What's going on? Are the results out yet?"
After coming to their senses, Guards A and B saw him and thought he was just another wanderer who didn't know the news: "Why, you haven't received the news yet?"
Guard C looked towards the inner courtyard, bewildered. "I just took over and haven't checked on the situation yet. Anyway, who won?"
Guard A smiled bitterly and said, "Stop talking. Both sides will lose."
Guard C said that there were only two options in this gambling game: one wins and the other loses. How could there be a tie? "No way, big brother, you don't have to say that even if you're joking with me, right?"
Guard B added, "Why would we lie to you? Everyone's been keeping a close eye on the situation since the Pavilion Master returned. Who knew that just after Master Xiahou was beaten up and sent back by Wang Wu, the Pavilion Master ordered an investigation into the gambling ring. Before anyone could react, the stall was taken away, and all the money was lost. This time, we've truly lost everything."
"I see. I was so scared. I was so scared."
Seeing Guard C's nonchalant attitude, the other two found it quite unusual. Hadn't he rushed over when they'd told him the gambling game was on its last day? How could he still look so nonchalant now that he'd already lost all his money? Could he be a hidden tycoon? He didn't act like a wealthy person at all. "Strange! Even after all this, why are you still so nonchalant?"
When questioned by the two, Guard C explained somewhat embarrassedly, "Not really. Actually, when I went there that day, I took a look and felt a little uneasy about handing my money over to someone else, so I didn't place a bet."
Guard A couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder and sighed, "Brother, you have a good eye. This time you didn't lose anything, you actually made a profit. I think you are the biggest beneficiary of this gamble!"
Guard C smiled innocently and scratched his head, saying, "Hey, I feel a little embarrassed when you say that."
Guard B said that the money lost was lost, and there was no other way. Instead of dwelling on past losses, it was better to look at the gossip in front of him: "Putting this aside for now, have you heard that the Lord Xiahou was hit by the Pavilion Master and flew out of the house, spitting out a lot of blood."
"Is it that serious?" Guard C said. If that was really the case, then those who bet on Xiahou Jun being punished should have made a lot of money this time if nothing unexpected happened.
Guard A, however, said that the matter was not as simple as they saw. "How serious is it? Wang Wu pretended to help him back. If it was really as serious as it looked, why didn't we see a doctor? The master stayed in his room after returning to the government office. When Wang Wu came back a while later, I saw him carrying a lot of things in. It seemed that he was going to continue working!"
The two people who had been listening intently to his analysis were stunned. Even after being beaten to the point of vomiting blood, he still had to work. Should we say Xiahou Chun was dedicated, or that Xiahou Qing's punishment was too lenient? "Your Excellency didn't handle things well this time either. The Pavilion Master was just beating people up for show. Could that rumor be true?"
Guard C, who is always immune to gossip, looked bewildered and asked, "What rumors?"
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