While Xu Jinhuan was studying the power of faith, Zhou Ziheng, who had already returned to the capital, had already begun his actions.
During the days he was in Xu Jinhuan's team, although his heart was almost entirely occupied by Xu Jinhuan, years of habit still allowed him to collect a lot of information.
For example, Jinhuan’s strange attitude towards Xu Youyou, and the fifth prince Lei Tingjun who was mentioned by chance.
Based on Xu Jinhuan's attitude, Zhou Ziheng has already guessed most of the truth. Since Jinhuan cannot take action against the two of them for the time being, he will help her solve this problem.
Zhou Ziheng tapped the table lightly with his fingers and looked out the window with deep eyes.
"Knock knock knock"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Master, I have something to report." Wuyou's voice sounded outside the door.
Zhou Ziheng looked towards the door and said calmly, "Come in."
There was a trace of blood on Wuyou's face, and his body still had the bloody smell of someone he had just killed. It was obvious that he had just finished a mission and rushed over.
"Master, that Lei Tingjun is really weird. During this period, I led my men to ambush him no less than ten times. Suddenly, someone slipped and blocked the sharp arrow for him.
Someone suddenly showed up and hindered our plan. Even the poison they sent turned out to be an aphrodisiac. It was so weird that the brothers lost all confidence. "
After Wuyou finished speaking, his face was full of grievance. He was the number one killer in Deyi Tower and the personal guard of the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou Kingdom. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?
After hearing Wuyou's words, Zhou Ziheng did not show the slightest surprise on his face, as if he had known this result would happen.
A smile flashed in Zhou Ziheng's eyes. If Lei Tingjun was really that easy to kill, Jinhuan would have killed him before leaving the capital. Why would he keep him around as an eyesore?
"Got it. I'll take care of this guy myself." After Zhou Ziheng picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
He is the sharpest knife in Jinhuan's hand. Anyone who is against Jinhuan is his enemy.
Wuyou was surprised when he heard this, and he shouted loudly: "Master, are you going to do it yourself?"
Oh my God, it has been such a long time since I have seen the master take action. Which god did Lei Tingjun offend that the master, the living devil, has to take action himself.
Zhou Ziheng naturally had no idea of Wuyou's inner complaints. He nodded lightly, put the teacup on the table, and stood up to leave the study.
Wuyou immediately raised his hand to stop him, "Master, there is one thing I forgot to tell you. I don't know what happened today, the temperature suddenly rose.
It's only been daybreak for a short while, but the temperature is already higher than at noon. Why don't you go in the evening?"
Zhou Ziheng casually glanced at the scorching sunlight outside the window, then patted Wuyou's hand that was blocking him, and said lightly.
"If you can't even handle this little bit of sunshine, you don't have to acknowledge me as your Lord."
After saying that, he quickly left the study.
Wuyou, who was standing behind him, rubbed the back of his hand that was hurt by the slap and said helplessly, "Master, I'm afraid he is not practicing some kind of iron sand palm behind my back. How can it hurt so much with just a casual slap?"
After saying that, he walked to the window again, sighed and said, "We are mortals, why should we compete with the sun? If the master really gets sunburned, you won't ask me to settle the score, right?
No, I have to prepare some cooling stuff for him before the master comes back, so that he can get less beatings because he sees me as being so well-behaved."
Wuyou did what he said and began to prepare seriously.
The master Zhou Ziheng, whom he was talking about, had already used his spatial ability to instantly arrive at Lei Tingjun's mansion.
Zhou Ziheng walked on the road as if no one was around, but no one could see him.
Different from Xu Jinhuan's invisibility ability, Zhou Ziheng utilized his own spatial ability. Through the space folding technique, he folded the space he was in, giving people the illusion that no one was there.
This was his first time visiting Lei Tingjun's residence. Although he had looked at the map before coming in, it still took some effort to find Lei Tingjun.
At this time, Zhou Ziheng came to the outside of Lei Tingjun's study.
In front of the guards, he poked a small hole in the window paper and looked inside to see if Lei Tingjun was there.
I saw Lei Tingjun sitting on the chair in the study and was very angry.
"Idiots, all of them are idiots!"
Lei Tingjun picked up the letter in his hand and threw the inkstone to the ground after reading it.
"I planned this carefully for so long, but in the end, I ended up helping others. What a loser An San is!"
After Lei Tingjun finished cursing, he seemed unsatisfied and overturned the table to the ground and kicked it a few more times before he regained some of his rationality.
"It's good that Zhou Dabing is dead. The clues can be traced back to him. Even if my brothers want to cause trouble, they won't be able to find the key evidence."
Lei Tingjun said with cold eyes.
Then, he looked at An Yidao opposite him:
"Quick, An Yi, go check who is behind this Tongqiao land god?"
An Yi looked at the mess in front of him expressionlessly. After wiping the ink splashed on his face, he muttered silently in his heart.
"Who on earth treated his leg? How could it heal so quickly? He tortured me when his leg was broken, and he tortured me again after it healed. I've had enough!
Phew, it's okay, don't be angry, this bastard is not my real master. The more useless he is, the safer the master will be. Come on, An Yi, we can still hold on!"
After silently reciting the words, An Yi slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, lowered his head and replied, "Yes, Master, I will check it out right away."
After saying that, he walked out quickly without even looking at Lei Tingjun.
Lei Tingjun nodded in satisfaction. "It seems that my aura has become more and more domineering recently. I even forced An Yi to not dare to look me in the eye."
Zhou Ziheng, who was standing outside the window, paused after hearing this. He looked at Lei Tingjun speechlessly. Why did he think that such a person had a chance to become the emperor? Was he blind?
This is probably the late stage of chuunibyou, which cannot be cured unless one dies.
While Zhou Ziheng was complaining in his mind, he released his mental power and aimed it at Lei Tingjun's heart, ready to hit him with one strike.
But just as the arrow condensed by mental power was about to fly to Lei Tingjun, a carrier pigeon flew in from nowhere.
It seemed like it was charging towards Lei Tingjun, but in fact it was charging towards the arrow that ordinary people could not see, trying to help Lei Tingjun block the sword.
"How did this pigeon get in?"
Lei Tingjun looked at the pigeon that fell to the ground in surprise. It had no wounds at all and seemed to have fainted due to cramps in flying.
A red light flashed in Zhou Ziheng's eyes outside the window, and the arrow immediately changed direction and attacked Lei Tingjun's back.
At this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door, so Lei Tingjun changed direction again and avoided the arrow from behind.
"Master, hurry up!"
A man who looked like a guard handed over the letter in his hand while breathing heavily.
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