Chapter 789 Reclaim
The purple-robed old man holding the bead frowned.

What Chu Zhiyuan said was wrong. It was indeed troublesome to have wild thoughts.

Chu Zhiyuan saw his subtle expression and asked softly, “Who are the other companions? Where are they?”

This sound carries a strange power and contains the meaning of light.

Many thoughts will be constantly dispelled, and the mind will become peaceful and tranquil.

The gray-robed middle-aged man’s expression changed slightly.

The purple-robed old man said in a deep voice: “One is dead, and there are nine companions left. They should be in a house in the city.”

He turned his head and looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan spoke again in a strange voice: “Where is this house?”

The middle-aged man in gray robe was struggling, trying hard to think elsewhere and not be seen.

The purple-robed old man said in a deep voice, “The fourth courtyard in Kushui Alley near the southwest city gate.”

Chu Zhiyuan continued to ask: “Who is the mastermind?”

The purple-robed old man said, “Qiao Ming, the deputy commander of Tingfeng Pavilion!”

The middle-aged man in gray robe glared angrily.

His heartbeat quickened again, his blood flow accelerated again, and he was about to use his extraordinary skill to commit suicide.

Chu Zhiyuan stepped forward and patted several times, dispersing the blood and energy again: “There is no need to do this, you Yuanzhen will hear the news that you are dead.”

The middle-aged man in gray robe glared at him gloomily.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “You and your companions all died at my hands.”

The middle-aged man in gray robe sneered.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “I have found out everything this time, but I won’t take action in a short time.”

The middle-aged man in gray robe was stunned.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Li Miaotan.

Li Miaotan nodded gently: “We can cast a long line to catch big fish.”

The middle-aged man in gray robe had a gloomy expression.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “It’s not that you didn’t want to die, but you couldn’t die. This is not your fault.”

“Even if you die, it will be in vain. If we move even a little, they will know that you have betrayed us… So, we have come to this point, and the rest is not important.”

The middle-aged man in gray robe still had a gloomy expression.

Chu Zhiyuan asked: “Do you know my identity?”

The middle-aged man in gray robe blinked and indicated that he understood.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “You can follow me from now on. I will do odd jobs and won’t attract attention. As for my family, I will slowly take them to Yujing.”

He turned his head and looked at Fan Yaohui: “My Lord, how is it?”

“No problem!” Fan Yaohui said hurriedly, “He’s not here to kill me anyway.”

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Li Miaotan again.

Li Miaotan nodded gently: “I’ll give it to you.”

Although this person should be handed over to the court as a witness.

But since Chu Zhiyuan has spoken, and he wants to get more information, it is worth handing it over to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the middle-aged man in gray robe: “How is this arrangement?”

The middle-aged man in gray robe had a flickering gaze.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “If you still don’t agree, we can force you to tell the truth with some effort, and your fate will be doomed.”

Even ants are greedy for life, so it is impossible for him not to be afraid of death. He insisted on dying obviously for the sake of his family, or maybe he knew that if he said it, he would be eliminated by the Yuanzhen Dynasty.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “You stay in my house and change your appearance. Unless you ask Tian Pavilion for deduction, you can rest assured.”

He is not a Venerable, but just a disciple of Yunyang Peak. He is not a big shot. It is impossible for Wentian Pavilion to conduct a separate deduction just for him.

Changing his appearance and keeping him by my side would be enough to protect his life.

Chu Zhiyuan stared at him, watching his face slowly become firm, and nodded with satisfaction: “You have gone to death several times, and you have been loyal to your Yuanzhen and the sect, and you have a clear conscience. The rest of your life will be left to me.”

He glanced at Li Yuzhen.

Li Yuzhen stepped forward and gently patted the middle-aged man in gray robe on the shoulder.

The middle-aged man in gray robe coughed violently several times. He couldn’t move his body yet and his acupoints were not unblocked, so he could only speak.

Chu Zhiyuan asked: “How?”

The middle-aged man in gray robe said slowly: “I am from Yuanzhen, do you dare to use me?”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, “If you go back to Yuanzhen, you will die, so why don’t you dare to use you?”

“…Okay.” The middle-aged man in gray robe said in a deep voice: “I’ll say it.”

Then, he began to talk about his identity, a secret agent of Tingfeng Pavilion. After leaving Yunyang Peak, he joined the court’s Tingfeng Pavilion and was ordered to lurk in Fenghuang Imperial City, disguised as a carpenter, and usually inquired about the news in the market.

There is only one person above him, and that is Deputy Commander Qiao Ming.

This time, the operation personally presided over by Qiao Ming was to assassinate Xiao Ming Marquis Fan Yaohui.

Fan Yaohui will die in Wenhua Building. Their responsibility is not to assassinate Fan Yaohui, but to support the assassin.

If the assassin fails, he will be responsible for silencing the witness.

This assassin was not from Tingfeng Pavilion, nor was he a disciple of a famous martial arts school; he was just an independent martial artist.

This man is suffering from a terminal illness and will not live long. Neither martial arts nor elixirs can save him.

He has a life-and-death feud with Fan Yaohui and wants to take revenge before his death.

The eleven of them took action only because they were worried that this person might act inappropriately or make a mistake and be captured.

It is possible that he suddenly became greedy for life and was unable to commit suicide in time, thus revealing his identity as Yuan Zhenren.

They had to act in time and give him a ride in case he wasn’t dead.

Chu Zhiyuan then asked about the assassin’s origins.

The middle-aged man in gray robe, Lu Haoyuan, shook his head.

He didn’t know who this person was, but the poison should have been given by Tingfeng Pavilion.

When Fan Yaohui heard this, he gritted his teeth and sneered: “Tingfeng Pavilion!”

Chu Zhiyuan then asked where Tingfeng Pavilion was.

Lu Haoyuan shook his head: “I don’t know where Tingfeng Pavilion is. I only communicate with Deputy Commander Qiao every time. This time we met in a house.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, it was that house.

He asked, “What does this Deputy Commander Qiao look like?”

“No one knows the true identity of Deputy Commander Qiao. He never shows his true face to anyone. Sometimes he is a young man, sometimes an old man, and sometimes an old woman. He changes a lot, and there is no flaw.”

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be thinking about something.

This Qiao Ming is the real big shot. If we can catch him, the harvest will be huge.

However, this kind of person is almost impossible to catch. He has a high level of cultivation, many defensive measures, and even treasures on him.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Li Miaotan.

Li Miaotan asked softly, “What does Qiao Ming like to eat?”

Lu Haoyuan said: “He likes to go to Quehualou for dinner, and he always likes to go to the second floor.”

“Quehua Tower…” Li Miaotan asked, “What’s his favorite dish?”

“I don’t know about that.” Lu Haoyuan said, “I haven’t had dinner with him.”

Li Miaotan sighed softly: “Then it may not be true that I like going to Quehua Tower.”

It is possible that a trap was deliberately set to prevent his subordinates from making mistakes and betraying him.

If the imperial court really wants to investigate Quehua Tower, it means that one of its subordinates has betrayed it.

Because Quehualou is not a big restaurant. It has a big name but is actually only second-rate.

Compared with Wenhua Tower, which is only one word different from Wenhua Tower, ten Quehua Towers are not as good as Wenhua Tower.

Fan Yaohui said: “Your Highness, it’s good enough that you can figure out that it was Yuan Zhen who did it.”

Li Miaotan looked at the three people from Fengtian Palace and said, “Thank you, gentlemen.”

The purple-robed old man slowly took back the purple bead and carefully put it in his arms.

At this time, the purple beads have returned to their crystal clear state.

The purple-robed old man said in a deep voice: “I will report this matter to His Majesty later.”

“It’s what I should do.” Li Miaotan said.

The purple-robed old man glanced at Chu Zhiyuan, then clasped his fists towards Li Miaotan and said, “I’ll take my leave.”

Li Miaotan said: “Yuzhen.”

Li Yuzhen responded and sent the three people away.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at the purple-robed young man among the three and raised his eyebrows.

He felt that there was something wrong with the purple-robed young man’s gaze towards Li Miaotan.

Obviously an admirer too.

Li Miaotan’s charm is indeed attractive, and coupled with her status, it is difficult for any young man to resist her.

Chu Zhiyuan watched them leave and turned to look at Lu Haoyuan.

Lu Haoyuan looked calm.

(End of this chapter)